A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. The nuns had no regard for the sensibilities of a “lady” and expected Melusine— for it was her allotted task—to clean and tend the soldier’s wounds even when they festered. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. And, incidentally, check on that unfortunate young fellow Kimble. Ann Veronica liked their relationship all the more because it was an unusual one. Surely he was imagining this picture. I’m starving.
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