Her gown was minimalist compared to those concoctions of boning and lace of long ago, she reflected, but that did not stop it from getting caught on 134 brambles and twigs. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. The floor was strewn with screws, nails, fragments of wood and stone, and across the passage lay the heavy iron fillet. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge. These things were common knowledge among the bon ton, who were generously welcoming these unfortunate escapees. So these two young philosophers got along very well that day; and the succeeding days.
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