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“I saw you, Miss Croft,      I saw you against that wall.      You are most certainly not well!”      Vanessa’s brow creased, watching her carefully.      “Where on earth is Mr Chandler?”
“Regardless of what you saw, Miss Ives,       I don’t require your assistance.” Guiltily, she avoided the other woman’s eyes, knowing in her weak heart that she certainly could use some help returning to the inn after spurning Ethan. Huffing, she stuffed her bloody handkerchief back into her bodice. “You can be on your way, now.”
"Sweetie, you need to rest.”
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“I don’t need to do anything of the sort– I am perfectly fine.”   Of course, that was a blatant lie, as Vanessa had    only moments ago witnessed Brona Croft doubled    over against a wall, coughing her lifeblood onto    the dingy streets of London."I have no need for your sympathy, Miss Ives.”
