Get Off Me. You Weigh More Than

I Am Not A Poor Child, Lady Eleanor," Madelyne Announced, Letting Her Anger Sound In Her Voice. "duncan Won't Marry You. He Won't Sign The Contracts. He'd Have To Give Up His Greatest Treasure In Order To Marry You." "and What Be That Treasure?" Lady Eleanor Inquired, Her Voice Mild. "why, I'm Duncan's Greatest Treasure. He'd Be A Fool To Give Me Up," She Added. "and Even You Must Know That Duncan Is Anything But A Fool.

Going For It And Changing What You Could Change-that's What Success Was All About.

Why? Why Did You Do This To Me?" "he's Going To Come After Me. He Won't Just Kill Me. He'll Go After You, Too." "that's Right, He Can't Take The Chance. I Didn't Tell You About It...why?" He Repeated On A Sob? "why Did You-" You Wouldn't Take Me To New York" His Mouth Dropped Open "new York?" He Shouted. "you Did All This Because I Wouldn't Take, You To New York!

A Woman Can't Do Anything About Her Appearance. Either She's Pretty Or She Isn't. But Her Character Is Quite Another Matter.

For Though Duncan Was A Mere Mortal, Flawed As Well, He'd Accomplished A Daring Feat. Aye, He'd Captured An Angel. And She Belonged To Him.