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Chapter ONE ~1820-2
A footman placed a fur-lined cape over his shoulders and then he walked out through the front door under the high Corinthian portico, where a linkman immediately appeared and called out loudly, “The carriage of the Most Noble Marquis of Broome!” The Marquis had already instructed his servants that he would be leaving as early as possible and, as his carriage drew up a few seconds later where he was waiting, all eyes were on his six perfectly matched and superbly bred jet-black stallions. The chariot they were drawing had only recently been delivered from the carriage-maker and was so light and so well-sprung that it appeared as if its brightly painted yellow wheels hardly touched the ground. The Marquis stepped into it, a footman put a sable rug over his black satin knee-breeches and t
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