SHE DANCED ALONE IN THE EMPTY BALLROOM AFTER MIDNIGHT-UNAWARE THE DUKE WAS WATCHING

she did neither, walking instead to the sofa to look at the arm. There was no stain; she had cleaned lines sofa herself three mornings ago and knew there was no stain when her aunt spoke.

She stood there for a moment looking at the perfectly clean arm of the perfectly clean sofa, feeling every eye in the room on her back. Then she turned around.

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