There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. She fell into another slumber, one which was more like a blackout. “I must take them,” she said, to help herself over her own incredulity. ’ ‘But, Marthe, you do not imagine that I would have taken the veil like you, even if you have not told me. ‘Ah, Madame Joan. A curious silence ensued.
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