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Chapter Five

“Monsieur…Monsieur Wilder!” A thin voice greeted them from behind the desk as they entered the lobby of the Lenoir. “A letter for you. And a parcel.”

Sean excused himself and accepted the envelope and small package from the clerk. He tucked the letter into his pocket and the book-size package under his arm for their trip up the narrow staircase.

Laura preceded him, wondering how she could make up for the gaff she had made in bringing up the awful memories of his youth. She decided the less said about the previous topic, the better. To apologize again would only make things worse. Better to go on as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened, and hope that he would simply dismiss it from his mind.

Immediately she unbuttoned her shoes and stretched out on the settee. “Ah, home at last. The cathedral was grand, wasn’t it? Makes one feel small in the scheme of things. Insignificant, really. I read somewhere that’s what the architects had in mind. Think so?”

“Mmm-hmm.” Sean settled into the chair by the window, pushing back the curtain to catch the faint breeze. He retrieved and immediately ripped open the envelope the clerk had given him. After glancing over it, he quickly jammed it back into his pocket.

“What’s wrong?” Laura asked. She couldn’t decide whether their former conversation accounted for his troubled look or if the contents of the letter had caused it.