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It was, in his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. Its heroes never had daughters, they borrowed other people’s. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. The Bitchster strikes again. All three, then, burst into an immoderate fit of laughter. ” “Why did you tell me? I thought—I thought we were going to be friends. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. You may fall into the hands of your enemy. ‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door.
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