The chair was torture. She heard the sounds of Rhea scuttling about, and then feeding, brutally. "But I dread the effect your departure may have upon your poor mother. " She opened the book which she had brought to the table. Besides—there is Sir John. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. It was a simple wish. ” The lady in black satin looked at the pile of luggage outside and hesitated.
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