’ ‘And your precious vicomte didn’t wish for the English one,’ said Charvill, acid in his voice. ” Lucy said softly. Jack was lying so still, for a moment she panicked. On that basis alone, he had no right to give or accept love. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. “Let me get you some water, Annabel.
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