" Lady Trafford sighed deeply. It made her laugh, which in turn made him laugh. I presume that I may not kiss you in the street?” “Certainly not, sir,” she replied, laughing. “I do not think so. Burn your palette and your easel. ‘Though he didn’t mean it. Before we start, I'll accommodate you with a pair of ruffles. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. He kissed her ardently.
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