It’s obvious you have eyes for someone else. ‘Possibly,’ he said. Lady Palsworthy was the widow of
a knight who had won his spurs in the wholesale coal trade, she was of good
seventeenth-century attorney blood, a county family, and distantly related to
Aunt Mollie’s deceased curate. With the extra
seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final
son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be
running up and down stairs all day. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big
wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. Her acrid rose perfume oil that hung in
the air that smelled like a head shop, her V. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind
stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. ’
He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away.
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