Not even resigned; simply calm. There is no cat, she thought. Not awfully well, poor thing. It was the only way he could do this, to harden his heart and seal away his doubts.
Steal one, you mean, Pierre said with a soft laugh. She stared at him. Karl shut his eyes for a moment, weighed down by dark hopelessness, soothed by Charlotte's touch. Oh, I'm sorry, Anne.
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