When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky. “Please call me Carol. ‘Peste,’ she wailed, as Emile dropped to the floor, ducking down. ’ ‘Certainly he is not a friend,’ Melusine agreed, ‘but he has gone, after all. “It was perhaps my fault. ’ Gerald eyed her with interest. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face. “We won’t.
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