The place pulsed with music too loud to converse above. A strong arm pulled her closer, and the lips that mouthed her own in tender touches sent her senses reeling. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. I was worried. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use.
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