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Hester murmured as she paused to admire the horse.

“Which is to say, not at all, I warrant.”

The duke walked slowly toward her. “Lady Hester, you are an intelligent woman, so I do not expect you to trust me.”

“After yesterday, you can be certain of that,” she snapped, her surprise making her sharp when she would have preferred to sound nonchalant “Good day, Your Grace.” She tried to walk boldly past him, but he stepped into her way.

“There is no need to run off. I promise you I will keep my distance.”

“I am not afraid of you.”

“My dear young woman, are you telling me I am losing my ability to inspire terror and awe in the female breast?”