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Sheila, a normally sound sleeper, woke one night to find both her husband and her foster daughter had snuck from their beds, and this infuriated her. Say I will come to him. But not a word to him of Lady Trafford's absence—mind that. There was only one sound—the fall of the sea upon the main beach, and even that said: "Hush! Hush! Hus-s-sh!" Not a leaf stirred, not a shadow moved. "He just asked for his coat, which he wanted under his pillow. “The fellow is not such a blackguard, after all. He became a little more personal and intimate. You will be—my wife. ’ ‘Lucilla,’ gasped Hilary, his cheeks reddening with wrath.
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