’ Was there a careful note in her voice? Gerald gave no sign, keeping his own tone light. She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. He wore a long coat, beautifully flowered, and a hat with a turned up brim. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. ‘Do you think because you’ve managed to pull a gun on me—not to mention several daggers and a vicious little knife— that you can get away with it against a man who means business?’ ‘Do you think that the trigger I would not have pulled, or stuck the dagger into you, if you had not been as you are?’ she countered. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. "I wanted you to know. There are boats on the lake and shady depths and wildernesses of pine-wood. "Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips.
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