You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that
go to make him a tolerable master. His
diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a
wounded bird. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the
familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. Does this not disturb you?”
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“Of course it disturbs me. ”
“You are jealous,” she declared contemptuously. “La belle ‘Alcide,’ wasn’t it? Annabel
Pellissier was her real name. This was occasioned by
Jonathan Wild, who was seen to mount his horse and join the train. ”
She smiled grimly at the recollection of that lunch—tea and roll at a cheap café. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to
see and admire?
‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the
room. ’
‘Was it yours?’
Insulted beyond bearing, Melusine lost her temper. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of
Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions.
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