Night Over Water
Ken Follett

       Harry suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He rested his hands lightly on the back of Margaret’s chair. “Lady Margaret,” he said with a little bow. She stood up, and he drew back her chair. She felt deeply grateful for this gesture of support.
      Mother walked away from the table, her face expressionless, her head held high. Father followed her.
      Harry gave Margaret his arm. It was only a little thing, but it meant a great deal to her. Although she was blushing furiously, she felt able to walk out of the room with dignity.

Harry is so appealing. What a gentlemen. =)

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