’ Lucilla let out a peal of laughter. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. Just a friendly polite suggestion. ’ ‘Well, I do now,’ Lucilla said firmly, and turned back to Melusine. And I am grateful to you. The Master of the Mint.
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