CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT Part 1 Spring had held back that year until the dawn of May, and then spring and summer came with a rush together. The same teardrop bust, the same long waist, the same thick legs. They are used to me, they only cry because they have become so used to being here. . She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. ’ ‘But you managed to escape nevertheless,’ Gerald said calmly, ‘disguising yourself as a nun. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her.
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