Chapter Four-A Lady of Heart-Ireland, 1821

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PART TWO

Lady Margaret shuddered.

"It is frrightfully cold".

"Aye M'Lady. A cold, bitter wind has come from the North. I believe that there's been some trouble between England and Ireland recently".

"Pray tell, do I have to tell Father?".

"Aye, times are most grave M'Lady. We need you to be safe".

"Aye", she sighed.

Then she let her walk to the awaiting Carriage, so that she could travel along the Dublin, cobbled roads, towards town.

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