‘He isn’t Valade, and the Comtesse de St Erme is absolutely furious. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. ” A sudden sense of the gravity of this thing came home to Anna. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. She had need of a devoted cavalier and Jack had proved eminently valuable.
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