Once outside, she ran towards the playground, and the grotto, a miniature limestone version of the manor, which was in itself a miniature of a fortress. Hey. “Please call me Carol. The vicomte has, he say, enough femmes in his hands. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile. ’ Mrs Sindlesham abruptly sat up straighter in her chair. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it.
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