Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. ” “Such independence,” he answered quickly, “is a vice. And yet, dang it! I've seen 'em just as innocent looking that were prime vipers.
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