Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. What a fool I was to separate the two in my mind. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. “Only it is much too late for you to be out alone.
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