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"
My
father
?
"
The
dark
,
finely
etched
brows
knitted
.
"
No
,
he
's
not
here
.
He
's
never
been
here
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
see
.
Is
your
mother
here
,
then
?
"
"
She
's
in
Gilly
,
but
she
'll
be
back
soon
.
My
Nanna
is
in
the
house
,
though
.
Would
you
like
to
see
her
?
I
can
take
you
.
"
Eyes
as
blue
as
cornflowers
stared
at
him
,
widened
,
narrowed
.
"
Ralph
de
Bricassart
.
I
've
heard
of
you
.
Oh
!
Cardinal
de
Bricassart
!
Your
Eminence
,
I
'm
sorry
!
I
did
n't
mean
to
be
rude
.
"
Though
he
had
abandoned
his
clerical
regalia
in
favor
of
boots
,
breeches
and
a
white
shirt
,
the
ruby
ring
was
still
on
his
finger
,
must
never
be
withdrawn
as
long
as
he
lived
.
Dane
O'Neill
knelt
,
took
Cardinal
Ralph
's
slender
hand
in
his
own
slender
ones
,
and
kissed
the
ring
reverently
.
"
It
's
all
right
,
Dane
.
I
'm
not
here
as
Cardinal
de
Bricassart
.
I
'm
here
as
a
friend
of
your
mother
's
and
your
grandmother
's
.
"
"
I
'm
sorry
,
Your
Eminence
,
I
ought
to
have
recognized
your
name
the
minute
I
heard
it
.
We
say
it
often
enough
round
here
.
Only
you
pronounce
it
a
bit
differently
,
and
your
Christian
name
threw
me
off
.
My
mother
will
be
very
glad
to
see
you
,
I
know
.
"
"
Dane
,
Dane
,
where
are
you
?
"
called
an
impatient
voice
,
very
deep
and
entrancingly
husky
.
The
hanging
fronds
of
the
pepper
tree
parted
and
a
girl
of
about
fifteen
ducked
out
,
straightened
.
He
knew
who
she
was
immediately
,
from
those
astonishing
eyes
.
Meggie
's
daughter
.
Covered
in
freckles
,
sharp-faced
,
small-featured
,
disappointingly
unlike
Meggie
.
"
Oh
,
hello
.
I
'm
sorry
,
I
did
n't
realize
we
had
a
visitor
.
I
'm
Justine
O'Neill
.
"
