But her temper almost flared again when the sergeant spoke. She guessed Jack was having trouble finding the right piece of carving. "His lordship desires me to say—ough! ough!" Fresh groans and hisses. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. Winter came at the manor. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No.
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