Something in her lack of embarrassment irritated him. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. Things you would laugh at. A door in this house opened upon the yard. I’m sorry.
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