Today's Six Setences this Sunday follows on from yesterday's sample and is from my 'experimental' Regency romance No job For a Woman.
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“I blame myself.” Freddie looked from his sister's worried face to his friend’s inert body on the bed.
As soon as her envoy reached him, Freddie sent several of his men over to help patrol her lands. Not that they could do much if Ned and his brother followed through on their threat of more attacks.
The news of Deborah's marriage to Julian had spread abroad, and Ned could no longer coerce her to wed him but she wished she knew whether it may, or may not incite them to further violence.
Upon his arrival, an hour after the fired was doused, the constable and his fellow officer followed Deborah into the drawing room and closed the door behind them.