She tried to appear as if she had never been questioned before. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. “It isn’t anything to do with our times particularly. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. “Look after her! Why not? But you have done it all your life. I rarely set foot in London these days.
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