Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. “You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently. . ‘Home?’ ‘To your family. Marina had retired to bed, drinking wine slowly, sleeping when she was not drinking. It was Sebastian’s fault for slapping her face and letting the baby out. He is coming here to tea. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. The world into which she was so boldly venturing was going to be wonderful, but never so wonderful as the world within these paper covers.
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