She began at once a hasty readjustment of her hair, while Ramage parleyed with inaudible interrogations. She would never return to her father; that resolution was final. ” “Hampstead didn’t suit Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison remarked. Lucy sat paralyzed, as still as Tiger Lily on the death raft. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in Mantua.
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