Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. Her knees were trembling, her whole frame was shaken with sobs. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. She thought of how tired she was, how exhausted, how hungry. “In five minutes I shall be ready.
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