"What weight are these irons?" asked Jonathan, coolly addressing one of the partners. When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. "All is prepared. It is at the lodge that we stay. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. It is not every sort of creature needs—these males.
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