She hated the manor. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. “Excuse me?” Mike threw Michelle a strange look, bursting into a grin. “There is someone in my rooms,” Anna said. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. “He spends hours of every day on the pavement below,” Anna answered calmly. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda.
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