The look of relief, and what Felicity privately thought of as excessive mawkishness on her cousin's face gave her a lot to think about. "Is the door locked?" she asked Abraham, who didn't seem bothered. With a mutter of exasperation, Felicity checked that both the entrance to the hall and the one to the study were secured. "The doors are locked. Hello? Anyone there?" she said in exasperation to her cousin. Judith looked at her. "Sorry?" Felicity shook her head in amusement. "Never mind. If Abraham needs to get you home, I suggest you take the servants’ stair now, and turn away from the kitchen when you reach the bottom. The way is straightforward, and Abe knows these woods better than I." "Will you be all right?" Judith sounded worried. "Oh I know what you've told me, but as Peregrine is on his way, what if he finds you here? He might challenge Nash to a duel or kidnap you or," her voice lowered. "Force himself on you." What? "Judith, love, contrary to what people have tried to demand of me, I have never had an understanding with Peregrine.
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