Charvill’s command of French was enough to tell him that, for its entire content was devoted to commending Nicholas Charvill’s fourteen year old daughter into the care of the Abbess. Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape. “We don’t let to ladies,” they said. I had a hunch. Is all that folly done with—for ever?” Annabel shivered ever so slightly. ’ ‘Oh, peste,’ exclaimed Melusine crossly. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. ‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly.
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