155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. A spacious suite of rooms down the hall John described as “my parents love den” with a grimace as Lucy smiled. Do you know, Lady Ferringhall, I am proud that your sister permits me to call myself her friend. I never realized how fabulous all those homemade dishes were. "I haven't offended you?"—not contritely but curiously. One point in her narrative stood out beyond all others.
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