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In her apartments in the Northern Tower Valerie had supped, and - to spare Monsieur de Garnache the full indignity of that part of the offices he was charged with - she had herself removed the cloth and set the things in the guard-room, where they might lie till morning. When that was done - and despite her protests, Garnache had insisted upon lending a hand the Parisian reminded her that it was already after nine, and urged her to make such preparations as incumbed her for their journey.
-"My preparations are soon made," she assured him with a smile. "I need but what I may carry in a cloak."