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Jun 28, 2006 16:27:25 GMT -5
Post by Thérèse Dupassé on Jun 28, 2006 16:27:25 GMT -5
"How fortunate," Thérèse said quietly, shoving her hands in the pockets of her apron as if to keep them as far away from the water as possible. "Well, I'm glad I managed to bring back such charming memories for you."
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phantomsbride1
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Jun 28, 2006 16:36:58 GMT -5
Post by phantomsbride1 on Jun 28, 2006 16:36:58 GMT -5
Estelle stared at the young woman wondering why she was so constantly miserable, but not entirely sure she wanted to know, you could trust so very few people in theatre, she had found. "Well, thank you for showing me." she took out her purse, "How much?"
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Jun 28, 2006 16:41:55 GMT -5
Post by Thérèse Dupassé on Jun 28, 2006 16:41:55 GMT -5
"I think five sous will do, mademoiselle," Thérèse said, pulling her cap back on. "I suppose I might as well stay down here. Plenty to do without Carlotta's gowns and costumes, though I hope I get the chance to do those today."
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phantomsbride1
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Jun 28, 2006 16:54:48 GMT -5
Post by phantomsbride1 on Jun 28, 2006 16:54:48 GMT -5
Estelle counted out the money, she might need it, she knew, but still, the cleaner had helped her find a place that could be ideal for hiding in if...he...ever came, and it was a debt of honour- and gypsies always payed their debts. "Well, thank you for this interesting tour, and keep up the singing pratice." she smiled and winked at Therese and walked towards the door.
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Jun 28, 2006 16:58:45 GMT -5
Post by Thérèse Dupassé on Jun 28, 2006 16:58:45 GMT -5
"You're welcome, mademoiselle." Thérèse pocketed the money and opened the door for her. Then with a sigh she rolled up her sleeves, walked over to the vat of water, and plunged her hands in to begin working.
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phantomsbride1
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Jun 28, 2006 17:00:47 GMT -5
Post by phantomsbride1 on Jun 28, 2006 17:00:47 GMT -5
Estelle walked down the dakr corridor, memorising with a careful eye, her way to this place, should the occaision she most dreaded, arise...
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