The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. He even hugged her a few times, something he had never done. “I’m not a good woman. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. Dinner was served at 5:30. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders.
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