Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. “Is Lady Lescelles in?” he asked the butler. He was a large oafish man, a man that seemed deceptively harmless, and some thought him slightly retarded. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity. That's a most damnable lie; and when she finds out, 'tis then she will not forgive.
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