’ She dropped to her knees before her old nurse and hugged the workroughened hand with both her own, looking up into Martha’s face where slow tears were tracing down her cheek. See? Nothing really. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. I would have married her long ago, but she will not have me. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped.
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