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She didn’t choose her man. But, taking the chisel from Blueskin, Jack quickly forced back the bolt. . ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. “Just remember, I have to make this up to you. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent.
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