She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. At least here she was safe. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. Nicholas is dead. “Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered. I had gone further than I meant to—with some Englishmen.
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