Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. ’ She pronounced the name with painstaking accuracy, Gerald noticed. The vicomte has, he say, enough femmes in his hands. A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. It was easy to recognize, the one thing that had stayed the same over the years. But she was relentless. I’ve made up my mind.
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