She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. Her sister’s words were true. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. He was officially in the nun’s employ, but Melusine had commandeered his services immediately on the discovery that he had conceived a passion for her. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair.
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