“I can’t help saying it,” she said, with the
quality of her voice altering, “but I do NOT think it is right for an unprotected
girl to be in London alone as you are. You seem altogether altered, too. Her name is Lucia, she
works in the Alberti Yarn Shop, across from Florestano
the Butcher!”
I happily rewarded her with a shiny new Florin and
sent her off. He stepped in with a heavy foreboding of calamity. Dizzily, she
grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no
heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. ‘Still, the comtesse has them well in hand. ” He moved
himself from the recliner to the couch and patted a
cushion.
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