Gerald doubted there would be many eager suitors, even assuming the comtesse was keen to marry off her daughter to a foreign protestant. ’ So pat, thought Gerald. It was filled with sopping lichens and green benches too slimy to sit upon. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound. This is simply a chapter of coincidences.
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