
Miss Jane Delaney burst through the front door of Halifax House in a flurry of green silk skirts and ruffled petticoats. Breathless with rushing and bristling with ill humor, she came to an abrupt halt at the bottom of the stone stairs, then frowned as she scoured Chester square.
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