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The next few weeks passed in a blur for Harriet. She fell into a comfortable routine of breakfasting with Redmond each morning, and then she and Devil would accompany him on a snowy walk around the grounds of the estate as they were doing now.
She never got tired of watching him play with the imposing yet regal dog. The giant schnauzer would stand perfectly still when Redmond threw a red ball deep into a snowy field until Redmond gave a sharp whistle. Then the dog would dash through the snow, questing for the ball, and upon finding it, he would return it to them.
Devil dropped the ball at Redmond’s feet each time and then came to Harriet, who bent and curled her arms around the dog’s neck and kissed his furry brow. Devil would start to pant, his pink tongue lolling out of one side of
