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"If any female can do it, it would be you"
Caroline raised her brows "Why Percy, was that a co a coet along quite ithout hi quite ithout his father," Caroline retorted
Percy scowled as he flicked his head toward his bureau "Open up the top drawer … no, the one on the right …"
"Percy, these are your undergarust
"Do you want me to lend you money or not? That's where I hide it"
"Well, it stands to reason that no one would want to look in there," she murmured "Perhaps if you bathed more often…"
"God!" he burst out "I cannot wait until you leave You, Caroline Trent, are the devil's own daughter You are plague You are pestilence You are--"
"Oh, shut up!" She yanked the drawer back open, disgusted with howShe didn't like Percy any better than he liked her, but ould enjoy being cos; the Black Death; and rivers turning to blood? "Where is the… no, the black one … no, not that black one … yes, over there, next to the … yes, that's it"
Caroline found the stocking in question and shook out some bills and coins "Good heavens, Percy, you et thisfor quite some time And I nick a coin or two eachas I don't take too much, he never notices"
Caroline found that hard to believe; Oliver Preas so obsessed with money it was a wonder his skin hadn't turned the color of pound notes
"You can take half of it," Percy said
"Only half? Don't be stupid, Percy I need to hide for six weeks I may have unexpected expenses"
"I may have unexpected expenses"
"You have a roof over your head!" she burst out
"I et away"