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"Your husband has recently passed away, Mrs. Haywood?" enquired Tony, solicitously.
"Yes, my lord, nearly a year ago and he had been ill for some time. All three of my children have employment for which I have been most fortunate."
"Ah, here is Annabelle now, I believe." A younger version of her mother dropped a curtsey in front of Lord Millhaven and blushed just as charmingly as her mama had done as his appreciative eyes scrutinised her tight young figure. "Annabelle, your mother is checking to see that you are in fine fettle, and I must say, you certainly are."
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