’ ‘You mean monsieur le baron, the General Charvill, my grandfather?’ Melusine laid aside on the table the letter she had been studying and turned so that the frame of her nun’s wimple no longer obscured her view. “Please forgive me, Lucy. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. " "It shall be at the door in ten minutes.
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