‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth. ‘I should never have told you. I wish she wouldn’t look like that at us over her glasses. Annabel, I was lying. Of his own certain knowledge he could tell them that. ‘You must think me a fool, mademoiselle. One of the shutters was a trifle damaged, letting in added light. There's one person in the house whom I wouldn't frighten for the world.
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