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[What keeps you up at night?]She'd never had trouble sleeping before she met them - not with the hours she used to keep. Not with the ones she'd been forced to now and again. Olivia Wenscombe was nothing if not a survivor. Even before she'd met them she'd been used to long hours spent in evening rehearsal while her days were spent finding

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[likegoinghome]

((She insisted on saying something.))

"Men are capable of much wickedness. I would not fret, Miss. I have one man well taken care of."

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"They can be, even by accident, it seems.

Just be certain that you keep only one. In this one instance I believe that having more of something is no blessing."

[likegoinghome]

"I do not think it was any accident that man is wicked. It is sometimes, though, an accident that can bring that wickedness forwards.

I would never even dream of keeping any man but the man I married. He himself is a blessing."

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"I've always found them to be both blessing and curse. Though perhaps it is different when you marry them."

[likegoinghome]

"I think that it is. When I married Rupert, it was as if his short-comings no longer mattered. He loved me and he treated me well and I loved him...It was all that mattered."

She smiles, sadly. "He's made poor choices, but he is not a bad man..."