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"She smiled serenely. "I shall put aside my feelings for the dowager countess if you care for one of her daughters . . ." She looked up hopefully. "Do you care for one of her daughters?" "I have no idea," Benedict admitted. "I never got her name. Just her glove." Violet gave him a stern look. "I'm not even going to ask how you obtained her glove." "It was all very innocent, I assure you." Violet's expression was dubious in the extreme. "I have far too many sons to believe ," she muttered."