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Austin could scarcely credit his senses when he beheld him. The reward is mine. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. She glanced at him. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. Langley," rejoined Mrs. ‘And how is it that you have acquired this garb of a religieuse?’ he asked as she fitted the veil over her head. It was painted in the early seventeenth century by a minor artist named DuPre. 1. There's not his peer among the peerage.
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