She turned towards the door, and had taken a pace towards it when it was flung open. She felt pride sashay into her thoughts. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. Only first you must find the lantern and light it again and leave it here, near the door, for me to find. “How’s the star?” John’s father asked.
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