A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. I am five-and-thirty, and I have knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life. She was suddenly grave. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. But don't suppose, Madam, that anything I say has reference to you. I'm glad to recognise you.
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