“I do not blame him. ” He walked from his door frame to stand nearer to her. . She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Shari tried a dozen new makeups on her, and Cathy spritzed her with her best perfume, Chanel Number Five. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. Here was a hole as wide as a church-door.
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