‘Imbecile. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. “So it seems that I was wrong. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. ‘If Major Alderley should happen to call, you may admit him also.
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