As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. “FAIL!” she said. The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. "This is the gentleman," observed Jonathan, introducing Trenchard to the Hollander, "who is about to intrust his young relation to your care. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime. “Sort of man who can see no further than his nose,” he remarked contemptuously.
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