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400 pages, Paperback
First published March 5, 2023
‘Well, very good, then. He’s lucky to have you. He talks a lot about what a boon you’ve been for the children – I know he will find it very difficult to lose you. I suppose . . . I suppose eventually he’ll find somebody strong and spirited to marry. That’s what he needs – a bit of fire, a bit of cheering up. I’ve never seen somebody so terribly, obviously sad.’
When [Mrs Spencer] got to her feet, the movement was so graceful she seemed to be flowing, like water. Emily found herself quite captivated.
Emily ducked her head, focusing carefully on her drink. Odd-looking? Thanks ever so, Mr and Mrs Sandler. She should have opened that carriage door and let their baby slide out into the mud.
Emily sort of wished that her heart could have swelled at these words, and that she could have simply swooned a little and kissed him and felt so swept up in the moment that she could return his declarations of love, but it was truly impossible for her to be anybody but herself, so instead she did what came naturally: she felt a sharp shrill of joy, a healthy helping of discomfort as her body tried to cringe away from his words, and then she stepped forward so that he might kiss her.