She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. “I like to think of your offer. "Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. She goes out and comes home.
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