October 1762: Part Two
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October 1762: Part Two
The whip had left deep cuts on Rose Quayle’s back. It took the best part of a fortnight for the wounds to close over and heal. She spent most of that time asleep, safe in the knowledge that Henry was gone. She hadn’t slept so well or so deeply since her marriage, eight months ago.
When she was well enough to leave her bed, she had the servants move her belongings to a room at the far side of the house. It was small and dark, but it felt safe. To her knowledge, Henry had never set foot in it.
Rose slept even more soundly after that.
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