When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. "Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I. Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. But if she smiled at all it was with her eyes. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. ” He stated matter-of-factly.
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