He was brooding over her, she could sense it, and the shadowy circles around his lovely dark eyes bespoke a terrible ongoing insomnia. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. And go quickly that I may finish to search. But this was a vicomte’s sister. Then for a time she forgot the Fadden affair altogether. I’m so glad that Michelle’s invited Mike to dinner without telling me! Please make yourselves at home while I try and scrounge up some food so everyone can have dinner!” She sashayed back into the kitchen. Her family had hosted a feast in his honor for which they had taken weeks to prepare: with braised capons and lobster sausages and all sorts of delicious spiced stews her mother had made from secret recipes. The man’s passion was infectious. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury.
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