Sebastian spotted her among them instantly. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. It is you who took my name, not I yours. ” He did not appear to require any answer to his question. She was obliged, as she explained continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular.
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