\" he replied, though it was obvious that he was lying. ‘He lacked moral fibre, did Nicholas. “The man alone could supply any, and if he recovers sufficiently to say anything, what he would say would exonerate you. Do you know, Lady Ferringhall, I am proud that your sister permits me to call myself her friend. “I have to go out. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood.
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