The woman I wanted was another man's wife. Jacques, Jacques!’ His face was white, but his eyes were open, if a trifle glazed. ’ ‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’ ‘Hardly. “I want to show you something. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. But it’s love you should’ve had when you were tiny and I didn’t give it to you. ‘It does not matter to me if he comes or no, madame.
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