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Alice said, ‘Lady Daphne was distraught, still in shock when I helped her this afternoon. She was … dazed and fearful, the poor girl. I tried to do everything I could to comfort her, Charlotte.’
‘Keep on doing that, Alice. Stay close to her.’ Charlotte stood up, went and brought the bottle of cognac to the fireside, poured the golden liquid into their glasses. ‘We’re going to make everything right. Expunge that rape … make her whole again. As best we can. And she will marry the son of a duke if we have anything to do with it.’
‘That’s the right way to think,’ Walter asserted. ‘And don’t forget, the Swanns always win.’
Alice said a silent prayer, hoping that this would be the result, that they would save Daphne’s future. The problem was, she wasn’t sure they could.
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