Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. ’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen. She is no longer mine; she is yours. ’ ‘You surprise me. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. ’ ‘A life of ease?’ repeated Melusine. ’ ‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald.
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