“I have heard the most extraordinary thing,” the queen of Old Laffet said.
“You have heard that your husband proposed to marry me,” Claire supplied.
“Why, how did you ever guess?” Lysette asked, clapping her hands. Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes glittered. “I also heard that your response was not so decidedly negative as I would have liked.”
“It was in no way negative,” Claire said. “I accepted him.”
“And in this little agreement,” Lysette asked, “had you reached any conclusion as to what was to be done about me?”
“To me,” Claire said, “you do not really count.”
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