"He stands before you," rejoined her son. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. But this made the chase all the more exciting. I'll lay my life he's gone. ‘Hilary, you must stop referring to mademoiselle as “she”.
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