‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. Sir John waved her back. The pause lengthened, and he had the satisfaction of seeing despair melt the set mockery of Spurlock's mouth. 1. Slowly and ruefully she realized why marriage was so idealized among her generations of those before her. ” Lucy’s eyes smiled and a weary closed lipped smile arose on her face.
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