“I wrote it for you. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh. ’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ burst from mademoiselle as she jumped up. ’ ‘You know, Gerald,’ Lucilla put in thoughtfully, forestalling a withering rejoinder from the captain, ‘there may be something in that. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. She had no place she loved.
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