Just as he reached them, the Comte de St Erme drew Valade a little apart and began to converse with him in rapid French. His lips parted in a rare smile. A thin line of red appeared in the white neck. ’ ‘Ha! You’re Catholic, too, damn his eyes,’ growled the general. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall.
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