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Chapter Seven The carriage with many of their belongings took them up the road at an easy pace, which should have calmed Joshua Kane’s young bride. Though it did not. Fiona was jittery as a kitten, her heart pounding wildly in her throat, her fingers twisting the brand new lace handkerchief Joshua bought her for the wedding, days before. “If you don’t stop that, lass, you’ll rip it to shreds,” her husband claimed. His voice sounded stern, but he was smiling broadly. “It is no concern for you, my love, but it is to me, that I’m all of a sudden changing my whole life, not just being your wife, but now the wife of some landed gentlemen.” “Relax that worried brow of yours, you are as fine as any lady that I know.” He’d told her that a dozen times in the days since their marriage, when