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316 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published February 6, 2007
Cordelia went to her sewing nook, tied on her apron and applied herself to her mending. She saw Ransom Sheffield several times that day…
The other man narrowed his eyes — making him look even more piglike; they were already narrow enough. “What child?” His tone was suspicious.
“This one. Did you think she volunteered for this kind of life?” Ophelia snapped. “To be abused by monsters like you? How could you treat a mere baby this way?” [A/N: The child in question was not actually an infant.]
“Shut your mouth!” he roared. “I’ve told you, I will not be lectured by a two-bit whore in a cheap whorehouse!”
And to everyone’s surprise, certainly Ophelia’s, the always moderate and restrained vicar [Giles Sheffield:] took two quick steps, drew back his arm and punched Sir Geoffrey neatly in the jaw, knocking him back over the only piece of furniture in the room.