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CHAPTER TWO-2
The Duke pulled up his team and gave the reins to his groom with the injunction, “Walk the horses, Fowler.” A moment later he entered a door headed with the imposing Coat of Arms of the Hapsburgs. There seemed to be an inordinate amount of red carpet up which His Grace was led to the first floor. Through the open doors of several large salons he could see huge crystal chandeliers, a profusion of gilt furniture and marble statues as he proceeded along a corridor that led to the back of the house. The servant knocked discreetly on one of the closed doors and a woman’s voice bade him enter. The Duke was ushered into a large room bathed in sunshine. It was furnished as a sitting room, but there was also a draped Empire-shaped bed in the style made popular by the Empress Josephine of Franc
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