Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. ’ ‘Then it is good that you do not ask me,’ Melusine snapped, and flouncing away from him, went to sit in the large chair behind the desk at the far end of the room. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned towards her. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. ’ ‘That’s better. Skiing trip.
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