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E and then Elle and suessed

Emele shook her head and finally reached for her slate

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"He can stay with ed the pillows around Elle

Elle picked up the chubby Papillon, snuggling hiainst her for the moment She hadn’t owned a pet since her father’s business failed It would be fun to borrow a dog, even if it was only for a little while

E it aside before she helped Elle slide her legs under the covers

"Thank you, Emele, for all your help," Elle said

Eht came from the fireplace on the far side of the room

After a week of silent dinners with Severin, Duval presented Elle with tooden poles Each pole was topped with an oddly shaped pillow Elle saw E her bed rest

"What are they?" Elle asked, for once not having to feign ignorance

Duval presented a slate to her Crutches

The portly barber-surgeon passed the crutches off to E tucked a pole under each arlide forward, her weight resting on the crutches

Elle didn’t understand quite hoorked, but she latched onto the important fact "I can walk?" she said, barely able to contain her glee

Duval hastily wiped his slate clean with a kerchief SLOWLY, he wrote, underlining it several times

"Of course," Elle said as she hastily scooted to the edge of her bed It was a difficult task thanks to all the underskirts and overskirts E, but at least Elle now understood why the ladies maid had fussed over her