“A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. I am quite sure though that they did not mean to be rude. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. I will take you for thirty-five shillings a week. However good you were to me, and however happy I was in other ways, I should find this intolerable. I can be a gentleman. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers.
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