His arms released from his
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sides, he lifted them around her in a light embrace. He might have been a
complete innocent, she did not know and did not bother
to find out. ’
‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. Sir John
followed her gaze, and also saw them. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. He removed his
cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing
himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed
on her face. The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. "Come along! We'll start that
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