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

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He turned his head to look at her, surprised. “How do you know of lines?”

“Mr. Peek told the cook, the cook told Mrs. Pharaoh, and Mrs. Pharaoh told me this morning.”

He was quiet a long moment before answering. “I did not know anyone saw. That is why I am asking, not the doing of lines—the not wanting to be seen doing lines. Why?” He looked down at continue reading …