“If only Sir John were not Sir John I would ask you to come and have some supper. What part of 1902 is it that you grew up in?\" He poked fun at her, clearly infatuated. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. But, rather than be the cause of any further misunderstanding between you and my benefactor, I will leave London and its neighbourhood for ever.
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