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“Sir Mark Turner," he said. "I speak with the tongues of a thousand angels. Butterflies follow me wherever I go. Birds sing when I take a breath.
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Sometimes I wish that this quest had not come to me. Justice is an impossible beast to track. The trail is lonely, and she offers no reward when she's caught but the promise of another hunt.
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Ash Turner seduced her with the promise of her own self.
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Anything is bearable if you can fight it, but if you must sit back and take it… That breaks you in a way I can’t explain.”
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Some servent with no sense of the symbolic had kept the hinges well-oiled during the years of his absence, as if their marital life had merely been cast into temporary abeyance.
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"Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.” He was talking about friendship, but the way he looked at her… She would crackle like fire if he touched her.
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Everything comes easily to Sebastian, don't you know? He drifts because of it - drifts from person to person, thing to thing, gadding about like a butterfly.
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It would be like loving the ocean, but wishing it would change into a glass of water.
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All trace of the woman he had seen had vanished, leaving behind a shadow with perfect posture and no conversation. She was right. Everyone would wonder if he flirted with her. He wouldn’t even know how to manage it. One couldn’t flirt with a lump.
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"Family isn’t a matter of history. Or biology,” he said softly. “It’s a matter of choice.”
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This wasn’t a case of gilding the lily. If there was a lily underneath all that, it had long since been crushed to a pulp. The party stopped in its tracks as she took off her cloak, frozen in wordless contemplation of a wardrobe that made the word “gaudy” sound sweet and demure by contrast.
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But the Duke of Clermont was smiling and cheerful, and he’d thrown it out there as if it were merely one more fact to be recounted. The weather is lovely. The streets are paved with cobblestone. Your tits are magnificent.
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He was 'susceptible' to her. If he wasn't careful, he might end up nursing a full-blown interest.
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But to call it looking was like calling an eighteen-course feast a snack.
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"Lots of people live on farms,” Violetta added. “Many of them don’t die, I’ve heard.
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I'll not pretend that I want you for anything but mine.
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If eyes were windows to the soul, hers had been bricked up to avoid taxation.
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An unreadable response was heaps better than an unprintable one.
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She walked away from him with swift, sure strides, as if she knew her destination. As if it had nothing to do with him.
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If I had married, there is much I would not have learned of myself. This has been hard and painful and horrible. But I've learned that I'm stronger than hard, better than pain, and that with enough luck, horrible can go away.
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I knew the instant Margaret spoke that she intended to use me as a weapon. What you fail to understand is this: I am her weapon to use.
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“Distressed sighs!” Robert protested. “Not once did I stoop to distressed sighs! I might have emitted a manly huff of oppression.
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Miss Fairfield had a gift for taking a beautiful concept and then marring it beyond all recognition.
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Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.
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