Paris
Monceau
After
lunch, taking advantage of the mild and pleasant afternoon, Marguerite
and Léonie went walking in the
Parc Monceau, a favourite haunt of the ambassadors' children from the embassies
nearby. A group of boys were playing Un, Deux, Trois, Loup with great exuberance,
shouting and yelling encouragement to one another. From the look on her mother's
face, Léonie knew she too was remembering the past with affection. She
took advantage to ask a question.
'Why is it that you were not
happy at the Domaine de la Cade?'
Sepulchre,
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