Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully. Pragmar probably knew Mr. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. She had not thought anything could equal her despair at that moment. Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. I’m a female thing at bottom.
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