” “Act two,” she continued. Cathy's eyebrows perked up. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. Manning,” she said, “I HAVE a confession to make. ” The young man accepted the letter and the message, and seemed about to close the door when a lady issued from one of the front rooms and intervened.
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