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Post by Carolina on Dec 7, 2008 17:40:50 GMT -5
"...again, thank you..." *she replied.* "I've...I've always been alone...for as long as I can remember...but then I've never been so very ill before, either," *she tried to smile at the weak joke, but had not the strength to make it genuine, the pain and loneliness of her life sweeping over her memories like a chill fog.*
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Post by Olivier on Dec 7, 2008 17:47:45 GMT -5
*He looked up and smiled just a little. His grandparents had raised him, loved him, yes, and he'd had Laurent as a playmate, but he knew how it felt not to have parents. That much he felt keenly.* "You've put the house in quite an uproar; most everyone's been evacuated." *He said, teasing gently even though it was a weak attempt.*
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Post by Carolina on Dec 7, 2008 17:50:02 GMT -5
"I am sorry..." *she said.* "I know I have no excuse...but...the children were ill, and hungry, and there was no one to--"
*She fell silent, ashamed and close to tears.*
"I disobeyed cook's orders, sir," *she said, making a clean breast of it even as she felt the jab of knowing she may well forfeit her position.*
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Post by Olivier on Dec 7, 2008 17:52:02 GMT -5
"She told me as much." *He said softly, looking down again.* "And I told her that if anything your actions were admirable."
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Post by Carolina on Dec 7, 2008 17:52:58 GMT -5
"...th-then...I am not dismissed?"
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Post by Olivier on Dec 7, 2008 17:54:50 GMT -5
"Not unless you've got a stash of our table silver hidden beneath the floorboards." *He assured her.*
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Post by Carolina on Dec 7, 2008 17:58:58 GMT -5
*Carolina smiled with surprise, then laughed softly at the image he created.*
"I wouldn't know the first thing to do with it, if I had."
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Post by Olivier on Dec 7, 2008 18:17:20 GMT -5
*When she smiled, he instinctively did so in return.*
"In that case, you're free to go... but I'll be telling the butler to watch the silver. Something about you is very suspicious." *The smile never wavered and he was clearly teasing.*
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Post by Carolina on Dec 8, 2008 16:02:03 GMT -5
*Carolina chuckled, looking down just as his eyes met hers.*
"Something doesn't quite add up, then?"
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Post by Olivier on Dec 9, 2008 18:43:08 GMT -5
"Oh you're very sketchy." *He informed her, the smile going a little lopsided for just an instant before he straightened again. Here he was, in her bedroom. This was not at all proper--not that having come here in the first place, but at least then he'd had a purpose of sorts.*
"So... you're lucid. I should... call. The doctor."
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Post by Carolina on Dec 9, 2008 18:59:29 GMT -5
"Was I very ill?"
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Post by Olivier on Dec 9, 2008 19:02:39 GMT -5
*He nodded somberly.*
"Spanish Influenza. You were delirious within hours of fainting."
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Post by Carolina on Dec 9, 2008 19:04:23 GMT -5
"I was what?" *Her brow furrowed. Her aptitude never developed beyond natural cleverness by way of any formal schooling, the word delirious was unfamiliar to her.*
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Post by Olivier on Dec 9, 2008 19:07:27 GMT -5
"Having visions. Hallucinations. You thought you were somewhere else." *He said gently.* "You thought I was your father."
*He didn't yet mention that she'd been speaking in very rapid German that was almost beyond his skill level to comprehend.*
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Post by Carolina on Dec 9, 2008 19:10:59 GMT -5
"My wha--I mean, I did?" *The furrow between her brows deepened.* "But..." *She fell silent. She could not picture her father, but she had the distinct impression that he looked nothing like the young master, though both were handsome, she thought.
She flushed.*
"I'm sorry if I...embarrassed you."
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