“Mother Wren replied, but she didn’t look particularly convinced.THE NEXT MORNING, Anna ran her quarry to ground in the stable yard. Lord Swartingham stood firing instructions at Mr. Hopple, who was noting them as best he could in a little book. Jock lay nearby, but he got up to greet Anna when he saw her. The earl noticed, stopped, and turned his black eyes on Anna. He smiled.Mr. Hopple glanced up at the cessation of directions. “Good morning, Mrs. Wren.” He looked back to Lord Swartingham. “Sh...all I start on these, my lord?”“Yes, yes,” the earl replied impatiently.The steward hurried away, looking relieved.The earl sauntered over. “Is there something you need?” He kept walking until he stood too close to her.She could see the fine threads of silver in his hair. “Yes,” she said briskly. “I need you to hold still.”His beautiful ebony eyes widened. “What?”“I have some salve for your face.” She produced the little jar from her basket and held it up.He eyed it dubiously.“It’s my late mother’s own recipe.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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