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He patted the hand on his sleeve. It engulfed them in black, white, and gray. “I cannot pretend that I am glad to see you, Lady Ferringhall,” he said quietly. Nicholas had not dared to tell his father about the Valade girl. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four.
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