‘And now, monsieur le major—’ ‘I will see you to the door,’ Gerald said, looking with interest at the building that his observant groom had told him housed a small collection of nuns. He’s been near it once or twice already. Do not disquiet yourself. Her girl Clarice was next, dying within a single day, blood leaking from her pretty brown eyes like an image of the Blessed Virgin. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided.
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