Flight of the Earls (2012)
“Clare, who was rocking in a chair by the window in a corner of this musty room, covered her eyes and sobbed softly to herself. She was anything but all right. Was John Barden dead by now? Was her brother safe?
After a few moments, she gathered herself and wiped her tears with a handkerchief embroidered with initials she didn’t recognize. “I’m sorry . . . a . . . Miss Winters. Yes. I’m fine. I just need some rest, that’s all.”
Sitting across from her with a cup of tea in her hands was a ...slender woman in her late thirties who wore a bright blue, tightly trimmed dress, with brown hair swirled and steeped precariously high upon her head. “I know, love. You must be exhausted. Completely. But you have your visitor coming. We can’t keep him waiting. It’s all been arranged by Patrick.”
Clare glanced outside the window again, drawn toward the candles glowing in the night.
“They’ve been there for hours,”MoreLess
After a few moments, she gathered herself and wiped her tears with a handkerchief embroidered with initials she didn’t recognize. “I’m sorry . . . a . . . Miss Winters. Yes. I’m fine. I just need some rest, that’s all.”
Sitting across from her with a cup of tea in her hands was a ...slender woman in her late thirties who wore a bright blue, tightly trimmed dress, with brown hair swirled and steeped precariously high upon her head. “I know, love. You must be exhausted. Completely. But you have your visitor coming. We can’t keep him waiting. It’s all been arranged by Patrick.”
Clare glanced outside the window again, drawn toward the candles glowing in the night.
“They’ve been there for hours,”MoreLess
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