But then Lady Palsworthy had never seen Ann Veronica running like the wind at hockey. The captain saw it too and nodded at the boy. “I’m going to kill your weakness for you. ” His fingers touched hers for a moment under the ledge of the box. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control.
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