He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. ‘My wife would say she is English a little. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. The washerwoman reported that she had seen a man one day riding out for an early morning hunt, but was unsure of his identity. To my loving parents and brothers, and my Aunts, Gail and Barb.
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