When they were going home she asked her mother why she and Gwen and Alice had cried. ‘He lacked moral fibre, did Nicholas. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. I’ve been wondering where she got her dogged will, and that hot-headed adventurous spirit, for it wasn’t from either Mary or Nicholas, that’s sure.
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