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All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him. She shot a sudden glance at him. ’ ‘I chose to come with you, miss,’ Jack interrupted more firmly. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. Another picture slid across her vision. "Where did I hear that before?" "Perhaps that first day, in the water-clock tower. Too much, perhaps. ’. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. She found she was trembling at his nearness and full of a thrilling dread that he might touch her.
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