She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. Then she moved towards the door. “Surely Lady Ennison would object, even if it were possible. “I’ll have to pay it.
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