Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. Secretly she was gratified to be assigned to the rôle of an old traveller. I thought you understood. ‘Dunderhead.
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