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’ ‘Bravo,’ applauded Lucilla, clapping her hands. ” She spat in his face. Where is this undistinguished husband?’ Leaping to his feet he seized his sword hilt and partly withdrew it from its sheath, saying dramatically, ‘I shall kill him immediately!’ Her eyes widened, but she did not move. “Isn’t that rather a strange question—under the circumstances?” he asked quietly. It was eleven o'clock. Alone; not even the dog to warn her, and Hoddy deep in the island somewhere. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. She knew she was pregnant when she missed her period in the first weeks of August that year. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant. ” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. "I am. Bold women certainly existed in the Middle Ages--Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales is evidence of this--but meek women were probably the norm, good Christian family ladies who wanted nothing more than to serve God and have children.

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