’ She inclined her head, looking up at him through her lashes, and passing a tongue lightly over her lips. ” He stood up and waited for her to move. ” Sebastian snorted. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. Hey. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. . “Morning, Mom.
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