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The colour came flooding back to Léonie's cheeks. "Monseigneur! " she gasped, and flew across the room towards him, laughing and crying at once. "Oh, Monseigneur, you have come, you have come! " She landed breathless in his arms, and clung to him.
"Why, ma fille! " said his Grace gently. "What is all this? Did you doubt I should come?"