‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. S.
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