The Wildcats of Exeter

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While he put on his apparel again, Nicholas Picard deliberately kept his back to her. It was not the only thing which peeved her about his visit.

‘What is wrong?’ she asked.

‘Nothing, my love.’

‘Why do you turn away from me like that?’

‘No reason,’ he said, making the effort to face her again and managing a token smile. ‘Is that better?’

‘Something has happened,’ she decided. ‘What is it?’

‘I called to see you and taste the sweetness of your company.

That is what happened. Have you so soon forgotten?’ he teased her. ‘Five minutes ago, your lover lay in your enchanting arms.’

‘He did not,’ she complained, sitting up on the bed and pulling a robe around her naked shoulders. ‘That was not my lover I held in my arms. It was a complete stranger. His body was like yours but his mind was a hundred miles away. And he had no heart whatsoever.’

‘My love!’ he protested.

‘What is going on?’

‘I have told you — nothing!’

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