He whispered in her ear. One post-midnight meeting, she could stand it no longer. ’ The full story—or as much as Gerald knew—of Valade’s machinations shocked the old lady so much that she was obliged to recruit her strength with a refill from the Madeira decanter. m. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. But I had to know for sure. Huge trees obscured the view of it. I knew where I would go next: Florence.
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