The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. ‘Yes, for there were too many females for the vicomte to make me a dowry. He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. Forgive my daring.
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