Her long incarceration at the convent in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. She was to be a Corsair’s Bride. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. She realized in a moment what had happened. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains.
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