And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. ‘Damnation!’ Confused, he released her, and in an instant she had darted away and was running down the garden. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. It filled her with indefinable fear. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. . An old man and a young girl, the one as stubbornly offensive as the other. She realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children.
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