The English custom of afternoon tea was a tradition Dougless had taken to readily. icating their office, and even these they did not use as walking sticks but rather as formal badges. “You shall attend to my wife. She didn’t dare close her eyes for fear she’d dream.
“Rub him down,” she said as she started toward the house. 'Isn't that true, Old Grandmother?' the girt asked. “A place must be made for her,” Nicholas clarified, smiling. Dougless caught the girl’s eye and smiled, but the girl glowered back, and the hovering woman looked as though Dougless had threatened her charge.
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