For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. He saw her eyes pass him and settle on a fleetingly pretty strawberry blond girl and her effeminate father. The servants had left the room. ‘I don’t want him having an apoplexy in this house. What the devil is her name, now we know she isn’t you?’ ‘Yolande,’ supplied Melusine. Entranced, he stared at the name. My address is 94, Pall Mall. She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers.
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