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Elizabeth took a step toward the stairs "I' to be sick"

"Oh, no, you don't!" Susan exclai Elizabeth's ar if it kills you"

"It is killing me Trust me"

Susan planted her free hand on her hip "I've never known you to be a coward, Elizabeth Hotchkiss"

Elizabeth wrenched her arlared at her sister "I'm not a coward I just knohen a battle is unwinnable And believe me, this one has Waterloo written all over it"

"We won at Waterloo," Susan pointed out with a smirk

"Pretend we're French," Elizabeth snapped "I'ood choice"

"What's wrong with hi with hi wrong with hi with him"

Susan scratched her head "Perhaps it is my tender years, or perhaps my brain is not as fully developed as yours--"

"Oh, please, Susan"

"--but I have no earthly idea what you're talking about If there is nothing wrong with the ames with me"

"Are you certain?"

"He has seduced hundreds of woer?" Susan asked dubiously "Aren't they usually short and fat?"

"This one is handsoreide "What does he look like?"

Elizabeth paused, trying not to blush as Mr Siddons's face floated in her ? So about his mouth, perhaps

His finely htly, as if they held the key to a secret joke But then again, ular shade of brown, the same color as his hair, actually, and should have seemed ordinary, but they were so deep, and when he looked at her, she felt

"Elizabeth?"

Hot She felt hot

"Elizabeth?"

"What?" she asked distractedly

"What does he look like?"

"Oh He--oh, goodness, how am I supposed to describe him? He looks like a man"

"How descriptive," Susan said in a droll tone "Remind me never to advise you to seek work as a novelist"