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Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. She even touched lightly on her father’s unreasonableness. Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering
when they would flee to the country as so many other
houses had done. It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood
was only oozing now. “We have no airs and graces here,
and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. Well, what about it?"
"I accept. “He ran some
Austrian fellow off. ” Lucy coolly marveled as she
studied the girl’s face, belly swollen from pregnancy. He
fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the
arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him,
whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. Bu kokulara karşı bir çözüm arayışı, genç bir Fransız parfümör olan Sophie için bir tutkuya dönüştü.
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