The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. If I surprised her, if I saw her alone, I might make her understand. . Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House. She could not help but admit that she liked being smiled at and addressed in the hallways by hordes of friendly faces.
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