Stanley, to which the two ladies subordinated themselves intelligently. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. “You!” said Ann Veronica. ‘Ah, no,’ Gerald uttered at once, lowering his voice and infusing it with all the promise he could command. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel.
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