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@@@@@At least my skirts won't be around my kneesIt was hard not to groan when she swung her over the back of the horseShe could see a soldier-no, an -walking towards her from the group at the crossroadWell, gc She'd give him a piece of her mind, she was just in the mood to it His men were in her town, in her way, keeping her from homeNe stopped in front of the post officehe could, at the - least, have the manners to come all the way to herScarlett stiffly down the center of her town's wide street"you there, with the horse Scarlett stopped shortNot because of the officer's command; it was his voiceGod in heaven, that was the one voice in all the world she'd hoped never to hear again as long as she livedShe had to be wrong, she was so tired, that was it, she was imagining things, inventing nightmares "The rest of you, in your houses, there'll be no trouble if you send out the priest Colum 0 'haraI have a warrant for hisarrest No one will be hurt if he gives himself up Scarlett had a mad impulse to laughThis couldn't be happeningShe'd heard right, she did know the voice, she'd last heard it next to her ear speaking words of loveIt was Charles RaglandOnce, only once in her entire life, she had gone to bed with a man who wasn't her husband, and now he had come from the far end of Ireland to her town to arrest her cousinIt was insane, absurd, impossibleWell, at least she could be sure of one thing-if she didn't die of shame when she looked at him, Charles Ragland was the one officer in the entire British army who would do what she wanted him to doGo away and leave her and her cousin and her town aloneShe dropped the horse's reins and strode forwar