For her it was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her. She stepped backwards. ‘Civilian peace-keeping forces, you know. I tore the marriage certificate from his pocket and burnt it. “Please forgive me coming up, Miss Pellissier, but you have not been down to dinner for three nights, and—Brendon and I—we were afraid that you might be unwell. Sheppard, distractedly. . ’ Lucilla frowned. I cannot think he will welcome a French émigré for his granddaughter. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself.
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