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“The veil had been torn from her heart, and she saw, for the first time since the phantom had made its unholy appearance in the ruins of the abbey, its true emotions. She loved Thomas! But how could that be—she loved Raoul as well!
At length the surgeon came out of Thomas’s chamber. She inquired as to the state of his wound.
“You are, perhaps, a relative of the gentleman?” the dusky-eyed Spaniard asked her.
The question vexed her. In her embarrassment, she repeated her inquiry into Thomas’s health.
“Perhaps madam is the gentleman’s sister?” asked the surgeon, disregarding her question much in the manner she had his.
She blushed and wrung her lace handkerchief between her hands. The ebony-haired surgeon leaned closer and ask in a sultry whisper, “Perhaps you are his wife?”
Rowena stepped back, and snapped, “Attend to my question. How does your patient do?”
The surgeon bowed. “That is a very difficult question to be resolved, but alas, it is in my office to discharge ill news—for it is s...urely ill news that he will die.”MoreLess
At length the surgeon came out of Thomas’s chamber. She inquired as to the state of his wound.
“You are, perhaps, a relative of the gentleman?” the dusky-eyed Spaniard asked her.
The question vexed her. In her embarrassment, she repeated her inquiry into Thomas’s health.
“Perhaps madam is the gentleman’s sister?” asked the surgeon, disregarding her question much in the manner she had his.
She blushed and wrung her lace handkerchief between her hands. The ebony-haired surgeon leaned closer and ask in a sultry whisper, “Perhaps you are his wife?”
Rowena stepped back, and snapped, “Attend to my question. How does your patient do?”
The surgeon bowed. “That is a very difficult question to be resolved, but alas, it is in my office to discharge ill news—for it is s...urely ill news that he will die.”MoreLess
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