I've got an address here. ‘Did she call you that?’ asked Lucilla, amused. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. Michelle’s eyes darted around, she refused to look straight at Lucy. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction. I consented. The two girls put on shoes and started walking towards the north side of town.
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