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Maeve didn't look angry; she looked sad "No," Selena said quietly, brushing a straggly, dirty lock of hair from Maeve's eyes "Not mad Hurt"

Maeve blinked slowly and a sed at one corner of her nize her finally, going to speak to her She sement

Maeve gave her a full-fledged grin "My husband's hoe" She yanked up her heavy skirts and raced for the door, disappearing in less than a second

"I' her head "I can hear a carriage, too"

Andrew hurried to theand wrenched the curtains aside The still-dark sky filled the glass "Someone's here"

Selena's heart seemed to stop The le word burned through her mind, filled her "Ian," she whispered

"It's Johann," Andrew said after a few moments "He's alone"

Selena sagged in disappointment Before she could muster the enthusias her into the hallway

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"Co, Selena, hurry We need to speak to Johann"

They hastened down the steep stairway and rushed through the darkened foyer At the door, Andrew paused He jerked his outstretched hand back, plunged it in his pocket, as if the doorknob frightened him

Selena reached past him and pulled the door open Cool air swept into the house, brought with it a swirl of bright green leaves

She stopped, awed by the feel of the breeze against her face, the sainst her ankles, hair whispered against her forehead

The night-stained lawn pushed away from her, melted into the shadowy stand of trees Bloodred streamers of daafted across the distant horizon, a blurry cascade of fire in the darkness

Johann slammed the coach door shut and walked up the path, his bootheelssound with every step "Better hurry back inside, Andrew It'll besoon"