A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound. But there must be an Englishman who would like to marry her to get Remenham House. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her.
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