The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. ‘Parbleu, the bullet is still inside you,’ Melusine guessed, remembering how the Mother Abbess had diagnosed Leonardo’s suffering when he had first come to the convent. It doesn’t matter. Never was heard such a bawling as these unfortunate wights kept up. A woman is supposed to know when a man is in love with her. ‘Again?’ Another simple parry.
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