” “Not in the least,” she assured him. ’ A radiant smile dawned. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. “You Mr. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback.
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