CHAPTER XII. I let him take me to the English Embassy, and we went through some sort of a ceremony. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. Lightheaded, she threw up in the courtyard of the Palazzo as servants crowded her in alarm. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. “Second class,” said some one, but first and second were all alike to her. I never even burrowed down into the trunk. She has not been accused of any crime. No one spoke to her. . Gerald sighed.
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