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Chapter Two-2
“I have – thought about that for a – long time,” Valora replied. “After Papa died, Stepmama rented a house in London far too soon for propriety. She said she intended to marry me off as quickly as possible, but really I think she had hoped to find another husband for herself.” Valora’s eyes were very large as she added in a horrified tone, “When Sir Mortimer first – came to the house I thought he was – courting her not – me.” “Surely there are other men who might have offered for you?” “I don’t – think that Stepmama knew many – people,” Valora replied hesitantly. “We were not – asked to any of the grand balls and very few people – called on us.” “Why was that?” the Duke enquired. Valora did not look at him, as she said somewhat uncomfortably, “I think the – hostesses in London did n
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