For on reaching the second floor, a swishing sound came to Gerald’s ears, as of someone moving about. She felt herself getting into a corner. All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. “I heard nothing,” he declared, “and my ears are good. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms.
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