“I had no idea your mother liked me so much,” said James. “I should come round more often when I am in need of feeling appreciated.” Cordelia made an exasperated sound. “I fear my mother might be equally enthused over any eligible bachelor who pretended an interest in tea. That is why I told you to find me one, remember?” She had made her voice light and joking, but the smile left James’s face anyway. “Right,” he said. “When all this business is over…” “Yes, yes,” Cordelia said, starting back up the stairs. “I really do like tea!” James shouted from the bottom of the steps. “In fact, I love
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