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. If you can tell me nothing I don’t already know, so be it. He suspected a trap. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. "What did you ring for, Sir?" she asked, eyeing the group with astonishment. Thank you for walking me home the other day.
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