The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. ” Marina would drawl, Lucy invoking her mother’s face as the image of the beautiful but cruel princess Anoush.
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