She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. But Sheppard was not to be silenced. Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine.
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