“What does she win?” Sera lifted one shoulder and dropped it. “No,” he said, and suddenly it felt as though they were alone in the gardens. “No shrugging. What does she win?” “Well, if the sisters win, the one who gets closest to the kitty gets to return to London,” Sera said. “Won’t she be lonely? Best send the whole lot home with her.” She scowled, and he added, “And what of the suitesses winning?” “A private excursion.” “With whom?” “With you, of course.” “Oh.” Mrs. Mayhew spoke for all the mothers and, by the look on his face, for Haven as well. Sera thought she would get more pleasure
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