“The correct answer to that,” said her cousin, “is very short. I hope you don’t know it, but I think you probably do.” Natalie choked. “Yes, I thought so. And now let’s get this straight. For no reason on earth, you’re going to be left half a kingdom. Are you going to ask me to believe that you don’t care which half it is?” “I suppose you mean that you want St. James’s Square.” Jonathan Baldric sighed. “I don’t,” he said. “I mean that since half-past nine you’ve never stopped prayin’ that you get Buckram Place.” Na…
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