’ She struggled. ’ ‘I do not care any more about the portrait,’ Melusine said, opening the door to the attic corridor that gave off onto the row of little rooms that served as private cells for the senior nuns. “Where have you been? All these hours I have been calling for you. “It was the night you left Paris. .
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