Not once during the ceremony did the two look at each other, but riveted their gaze upon the lips of the man who was forging the bands: gazed intensively, as if they feared the world might vanish before the last word of the ceremony was spoken. He had heard everything. ‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. She cried and sobbed in fits. The cave had always been considered an evil place by the braves and for the most part they left her alone. You care for me just a little, I know. ‘Mademoiselle.
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