’
‘They wear a uniform, do they not? They march and fight with swords and
shoot with guns, no?’
‘Well, yes,
miss. ‘I am Major Gerald Alderley of the West
Kent Militia. “I mean it. CHAPTER IX. Ann Veronica, who knew her dress became her, dropped a curtsy to her
father’s regard. Quick! Quick!"
The order was only just given in time. "
"What for?" demanded the turnkey. A faint, delightfully humorous smile
parted her lips. His arm closed in
around her middle and she was caught. “I cut off his right hand
pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter. I jumped then—I
was not even shaken. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’
‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed. I’m a hard young woman. 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. Jackson smiled and put on the air of a man who knows more than he cares to tell.
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