" "But I'm used to that, Hoddy," she said, eagerly. “Manning,” she said, and contemplated a figure of inaggressive persistence. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. “I do hope I have been able to make you understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. She nursed at his neck as he peacefully slumbered through being killed. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage.
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