As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. She mentally resolved to do her best to avoid personal encounters with him in that instant. Unless he has killed someone. I forget the particulars, but I know it was something very disagreeable. “Have you ever been to the opera, Ann Veronica?” said Ramage. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans.
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