The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. He allowed his voice to drip with sympathy. She bolted awake in the large bed which was awash in a sea of silks, furs, and red curtains. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. "I cannot break my vow.
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