She drew her naked arms around herself. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. He seemed to possess infinite reserves of patience when she refused him or purposely tried to bait and anger him, but his patience only made him seem more sinister. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. It was now a quarter past twelve. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer.
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