She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. The risk I run is nothing to yours. She chastised herself for thinking of her husband and lord as being weak. “To the best of my belief, I have not a single English acquaintance in the city. ‘No, for you had your own selfish plans already made, that is now seen. ‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. "Yes … but dreadfully tired.
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