His brows drew a little nearer together. She directed the orchestra to tune again. The door closed upon her, and he moved reluctantly away. He was speechless. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. “Cheer up, Annabel. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like! A Frenchie is what you are, and there ain’t no granddaughter Charvill no more. But this was a vicomte’s sister.
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