” Then she fell to thinking about her aunt. When she finished her last cadence, Carolyn and Thomas begged her to play encores. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. ‘Oh, Marthe,’ she groaned, using in her accustomed way the French version of her nurse’s name, ‘that pig is going to monsieur le baron. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. D'ye hear. We had such a pride in you, such hope in you.
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