“To your room!” Michelle cowered, her face flushed with anger. Wild's. In Paris, in July, a raging mob had stormed the Bastille, provoking circumspect aristocrats to uproot themselves and take refuge abroad. Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room, "that people of quality laughed so. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. “I cut off his right hand pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter.
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