There was a discreet knocking at the door, and Ramage’s face changed. At luncheon, on the third day, a thick-set man with a blue jaw smiled across his table at her. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. The man was my husband. “To begin with, I was—I was in the divorce court. ’ ‘I’m hanged if I can make out either of you,’ complained Hilary. Anna rose a few minutes before the general company. Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant.
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