His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. What's the idea of the black border?" "My father recently died, sir. It might as well be Melusine herself. There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice.
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