” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. I tell you that I love you, Anna, and I believe that you love me. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. ” Inwardly, she laughed at the idea of him trying to beat on her, flailing, his arms akimbo. ‘Gerald had to change both shirt and breeches.
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