The Duke Hadn’t Laughed Since the War

in front of her, at the column of figures she had not actually been reading, at the candle on the desk between them, and she said the only true thing she had. “Because someone should,” she said. “And because I am very tired of being small.”

He said nothing for a moment. “The archive is in Pell’s office. I will need a key.”

“I have already made a copy.continue reading …