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... scarcely finished breakfast when Marquess Reginald and Marchioness Josephine stepped back into the entrance hall, both still carrying the faint stiffness of people returning from a Very Important Conversation.
They expected peace.
They expected quiet.
They did not expect their daughter—already cinched into her riding habit of deep navy, hair swept into a tidy coiffure suitable for horseback—striding toward the door as though she meant to escape London on her own two feet ...
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