Lucy had caught it when it was a millimeter away from hitting her teeth. A young lad—Roding took him for a footman, or a groom by the neat black garb—was halted some paces away from Valade, his hat in his hand as he made pretence of fanning himself. ‘And I am delighted to see that you are ready to admit that the Charvills—or rather the Valades—are indeed your affair.
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