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Bury Her Deep McPherson Catriona Dear Alec,Remember my engagement yesterday? I could hardly have been more wrong, Alec dear, and I am this minute packing to follow the Reverend home to his manse in…
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Dear Alec,Remember my engagement yesterday? I could hardly have been more wrong, Alec dear, and I am this minute packing to follow the Reverend home to his manse in Fife, there to attend a meeting of the Rural Womens' Institute. The annual duty luncheon for the Reverend Mr Tait from which and whom I expected only boredom?
A stranger, you see, is roaming the night and pouncing on the ladies of the Rural. Hardly a house party at which one would usually leap, I grant you, but not only is the man himself a perfect darling - imagine Father Christmas shaved clean and draped in tweed - but his parish, it seems, heaves with more violent passions than a Buenos Aires bordello. At least that's the tale they're telling and the one that Mr Tait told me, but since half the village think he's a figment and he only ever strikes at the full moon, I cannot help but wonder if there's something
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