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At the far end of the table, Lord Maccon’s dinner companion let out a tinkling laugh. Miss Tarabotti asked Mr. MacDougall quite out of the blue, “Miss Wibbley is very attractive, wouldn’t you say?” She tipped her rib from its upright presentation position and sawed away at the meat viciously. The American, being an American, looked openly over at the girl in question. He blushed and said timorously into his food, “I prefer ladies with dark hair and a bit more personality.” Alexia was charmed despite herself. She decided she had wasted enough of the evening, not to mention the delicious meal, ...more
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