She was furiously angry. Remember that. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. He was a shy boy outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of lover. A murmur ran through the assemblage, by several of whom Jack was recognised.
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