‘He was our first commander, and a more stiff-necked—’ ‘Exactly so,’ concurred Lady Bicknacre. The atmosphere at dinner was not propitious. The white haze of poison clouded her eyes. Had she said the words aloud? He pulled her close and she nuzzled her head on his chest. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup.
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