Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. It was dry, as if she had powdered it. “Looks like old times here, I see. . ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. Before our marriage there will be no life between you and the estates.
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