She could hear their footsteps upon the pavement. He must know she’ll be at a convent. “I am afraid that you are making a mistake. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing. “Here we are,” he said, “shining through each other like light through a stained-glass window.
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