“I Shall Never See Her Again.”
10 April 1812
Dawn’s dew rolled off the polished leather of Darcy’s boots with each meticulous step. He had paced this path in the grove twenty-three times already, but in such a straight, methodical trail that there was but a single line of steps between the ancient oak and the sapling beech tree. From the one, he could see almost to the very doorstep of Rosings and be forewarned if his cousin or some emissary of his aunt’s were to set out in search of him. From ...
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