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To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. You will find proofs of the bloody deed in his room. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’ ‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. All that is jolly and as it should be.
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