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Dropped Not turned, not walked away, but dropped Like a stone

Was he staring up at herright noondering what had becoht he even come to her house to inquire after her welfare?

Olivia’s heart began to race The embarrass for a week

No, no, she assured herself, he wouldn’t think she was ill Just clumsy Surely just cluet up and about, and show herself walking around the room in perfect health

And maybe she should wave, since she knew he knew she knew he’d seen her

She paused, going over that last bit in her head Was that the right number of knews?

But more to the point, this was the first time he’d spotted her at theHe had no idea she’d been watching him for five days Of that she was certain So really, he would have no reason to be suspicious They were in London, for heaven’s sake The most populous city in Britain People saw one another in s all the ti about the encounter was that she’d acted like an utter fool and failed to acknowledge him

She needed to wave She needed to s?

She could do that So and pretending it was all so very a She kne to behave in any social situation, and as this if not an-albeit unusual-social situation?

This here Olivia Bevelstoke shone

She scrambled to the side of the rooht Then, as if nothing were amiss, she strolled toward the , parallel to the outer wall, clearly focused on so whileher own business in her bedchalance to the side, as if she’d heard a bird chirping, or maybe a squirrel, and she would happen to see out the , because that ould happen in such a situation, and then, when she caught a glihtly with recognition Her eyes would show the faintest spark of surprise, and she would wave

Which she did Perfectly At the wrong person

And now Sir Harry’s butler must think her an absolute moron

Chapter Three

M ozart, Mozart, Bach (the elder), ra the corner until it grew soft and ragged It all looked the sairl at the cello Curious Olivia chewed on the inside of her lip as she considered this How many Smythe-S to Philoot it fro quartet every year since 1807 And yet the girls perfore past twenty There was always another waiting in the wings, it sees Olivia supposed they were all forced to be musical whether they liked it or not It wouldn’t do to run out of cellists, and heaven kneo of the girls hardly looked strong enough to hoist their violins

Musical Instruht Like To Play, Had I Talent By Lady Olivia Bevelstoke