Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. ‘I disgust you, eh? Very well, then. “What’s wrong?” He asked as she shifted awkwardly. “Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. She had the same sharp nose—which, indeed, only Ann Veronica, of all the family, had escaped. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen.
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