The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. He took her hand in his, raising it closer, and gently touched the maltreated skin. He's a nice boy, a good student. Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him. What of madame, his wife?’ ‘You know more of her than me,’ the girl said with a look of scorn. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he tries to. "Where is my mother?" he added, regarding the knight with a searching glance.
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