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"Sophia looked down her long nose at the girl. "Who are you?" "I'm Abigail, ma'am," she said, curtsying. "This is my brother, Jamie. I apologize for him." Sophia arched an eyebrow. "I'll wager you do that quite a lot." Abigail sighed, sounding world-weary. "Yes, I do." "Good girl." Sophia almost smiled. "Younger brothers can be a chore sometimes, but one must persevere." "Yes, ma'am," Abigail said solemnly. "Come on, Jamie," Alistair said. "Let's go into dinner before they form a Society for Bossy Older Sisters."
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"She leaned forward, her gaze so intense that Helen wanted to look away. "And I love him more for it. Do you hear me? He was a good man when he went away to the Colonies. He came back an extraordinary man. So many think that bravery is a single act of valor in a field of battle--no forethought, no contemplation of the consequences. An act over in a second or a minute or two at most. What my brother has done, is doing now, is to live with his burden for years. He knows that he will spend the rest of his life with it. And he soldiers on." She sat back in her chair, her gaze still locked with Helen's. "That to my mind is what real bravery is." -Sophia to Helen about Alistair."
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