” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire. What’s that?” They both stood listening. Milice,’ Gerald translated. Her back arched slightly in response. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do. Courtlaw. . It was her past now, not Annabel’s. Plote was sleeping or deaf.
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