Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. ‘Léonore, then?’ She shook her head animatedly, enjoying his attention. If you knew your aunt were alive, if she expected you, that would be different.
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