‘How dull it must have been for you, poor little one. ‘Do you tell me that my disreputable son had the infernal insolence to pass you off as that whoring Frenchwoman’s daughter?’ His answer was in their faces. ‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal, then. Shari draped herself lazily upon her unmade bed. He spoke the automatic thought that entered his mind. But it was only when that damned scoundrel nearly spitted you in the chapel—’ He broke off and, to her intense satisfaction she saw he was not as much in command of himself as he would have her believe.
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