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Edward didn’t bother to answer that She’d given her name as Marshall? She’d called herself Miss? He’d have raised his own eyebrow at her, except that it would ruin the patrician lines of his profile And right now, he was too busy playing a role to do that

Instead, he frowned and crossed his ar at the ain That’s not how you pronounce her naeant frowned "Uuess Huzzah! Miss Marshall! With an excla"

Free seeeant She’d not reiven herlast year’s date well into February For that e? He’d have to ask Free If she was still willing to talk to him after she realized what he’d done Edward kept his attention fireant

"Married, eh? Who’s the unlucky sod, then? One of your tenants, I suppose? Tell hi her under his thuht Let us soften her up"

Edward ht

"Nonsense" Edward seant She’ll do better with eant’s expression--the shift fro out of his face "Let me tell you how to pronounce her nae And I’m her husband"

LADY CLARIDGE

For a h up, her lungs unable to gasp for air He couldn’t--she wasn’t--that thing Edward had said, it was entirely impossible But then reality asserted itself, and she reether

He’d been supposed to come up with a brief note of release--the sort with a nature, one that wouldn’t be traceable

He’d apparently changed tactics, and not for the better A forged order of release fros But this? This was an utter disaster He ht as well have waltzed into a bank and announced his intention to eue with hiet them both thrown back in that cell

Instead, she narrowed her eyes at hie? I misspoke Clark I meant Mrs Clark That’s what he needed to say next

He kept silent, looking down his nose at the sergeant

The oose-fat pale; his eyes were round Behind hiainst a wall--whispered, "Oh, bugger eant said weakly "Number 107 is your wife?"

Edward inclined his head to Free "Hoas your stay in gaol, dear?"