The young lady with frizzled hair, whom Brendon had pointed out to her as Miss Ellicot, leaned forward from her hostess’s side. “Is that a challenge?” She shrugged her shoulders, all ablaze with jewels. But we can’t help noticing. She took the piece of paper and unfolded it in the safety of her lap. " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. I don’t want you to be sad. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats.
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