The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. ‘Here we go again. I won't keep you long. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. She wondered abjectly whether he intended to rape her before she was dead. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. Martha had not been pleased to find her spare one borrowed for that expedition when the major had found her outside the ballroom.
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