As soon as he was gone, the two women divested themselves of their hoods and cloaks, and threw them, as if inadvertently, into the farthest part of the angle in the wall. “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. She did not see Sebastian turn towards the boy and his family, but every hair on the back of her neck stood up rigidly. It was comforting to have her there, snoring gently. He’s nice. ‘Monsieur Charvill thought perhaps that his daughter would find not a welcome. They're apt to be surly to strangers, but it soon wears off.
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