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“What is this?” Lady Danbury asked, taking it into her hands

“Grandht it over this afternoon She found it ae’s effects”

“It’s in Italian,” Lady D said

“Yes, I are”

“Iit to me?” she asked, somewhat impatiently

Mr St Clair gave her a lazy half s, or if not everything, then everyone”

“You said that to me earlier this afternoon,” Hyacinth put in helpfully

Mr St Clair turned to her with a vaguely patronizing, “Thank you,” which arrived at precisely the salare

Hyacinth squirlare—she was quite i that Mr St Clair thought her deserving of condescension

“I was hoping,” he said to his grandht know of a reputable translator”

“For Italian?”

“It would seee”

“Hainst the carpet, ers atop a table “Italian? Not nearly as ubiquitous as French, which of course any decent person would—”

“I can read Italian,” Hyacinth interrupted

Two identical pairs of blue eyes swung her direction