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As the morning progressed, Sadie and the maids were putting Daphne’s bedroom in better order, two other maids ran a bath for her, and by the time she was done, Bridget was in her bedroom with the herbal sauce of hot chicken broth.

“I had to reheat it again to make it hot,” the older woman said satisfyingly.

“These days, I have the feeling that you're purposefully torturing me with this damned sauc