‘Jacques?’ she called. “Hotel Ritz,” he said mechanically to the coachman. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. ‘And I am very glad you did this bad thing, because if not, who would take care of me?’ Martha shook her head, and Melusine spied wetness again in her eyes, although they met hers bravely. They got in my mouth. When she spoke, her lips twitched.
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