" "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. She infused menace into her voice. His jawline was 78 masculine and severe, only tempered by the soft hazy color of his eyes. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. Kneebone, are these your French noblemen?" "Don't upbraid me!" rejoined the woollen-draper. She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place.
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