Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. ‘What happened, ma’am?’ enquired Gerald gently. " "Iss, missis," grinned the black. Briefly, with a careless wave towards the couple, the comtesse presented them as Monsieur and Madame Valade. Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached.
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