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You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin. ‘It is seldom enough I am visited by anyone at all, let alone a personable young redcoat. She opened it and drew out a letter, and folded within it were the notes she had sent off to Ramage that day. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. He drew out the check and the editorial letter. An unwelcome idea came to him. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face.
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