She tended the twins while the Clotilde was in Sebastian’s private chambers, a place she gave a wide berth. She was correct, and when I went directly to the street she had named, there you were, walking into the Butcher Shop. There it is. That is very bad indeed. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. Meantime the spinsters sought the dining room where tea was being served. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. Only of course I must begin something else at once.
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