She was, she guessed, close to the library. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. He was tender with her as he had not been in years. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist.
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