Chapter Nine-4

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“Yes, I imagine you’ve come in for the work, like so many young men have.” She might have had her back to the room, but Lavinia could look down her nose with the tone of her voice. She didn’t need her facial expression to communicate judgment, contempt or disapproval. It wasn’t even the words, but the implication infused in every one. I hated her for that, but it would not do any good to point out her less than gracious attitude. As a Southern bred woman, she’d never admit to it anyway. Dalton was, after all, eating her coffee cake and drinking from her china cup. If that wasn’t gracious cordiality, then what was? With the air so chilly in the once warm kitchen, Dalton finished the coffee cake fast and gulped down the coffee. “Thanks, ma’am, for the fine hospitality,” he said, with only

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