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You, my child, will marry well. More than once.” (…) The lady retrieved the cards and shuffled them back together into one stack in an attitude of dismissal.Taking this as a sign her fortune was complete, Preshea stood. Looking particularly pleased with life, she passed over a few coins and gave Madame Spetuna a nice curtsy.Mademoiselle Geraldine was fanning herself. “Oh, dear, oh, dear, Miss Buss. Let us hope it is widowhood and not” – she whispered the next word – “divorce that leads to your multiple marriages.”Preshea sat and sipped from a china cup. “I shouldn’t worry, Headmistress. I am tolerably certain it will be widowhood.

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