‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. ’ ‘And you will not,’ came triumphantly from the cherry lips. Spurlock slumped in his chair, weak and empty. “No lecturing, Anna!” she exclaimed. She had always had a wonderful ear for phrasing, even back in the days of the viol.
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