The woman who Marius loves... She gave me a letter, to bring to him. Saying that she and her father were leaving for England, where she would be. I was to bring it to him so that he could find her.
[She sets her glass down.] But I did not want her to have him. For years before, she had lived with my family. Her father had taken her away from us, damning our inn. It was their fault that we lost everything. [Don't ask how. It was just how it went, according to her father.] And now, Marius loved her, and did not speak to me save to speak of her.
I did not give him the letter. I disguised myself as a man and went to his home, waiting for him but his roommate found me there instead. He made mention of the barricade, and I followed him there.
It was not hard to break away, before the fighting started. To return to the lark's house, to wait for Marius and to tell him, still disguised, that his friends were at the barricade. I thought, in his throws of sadness, he would gladly agree to fight. And he did. We fought together.
[She laughs, shaking her head, a piece of dark hair falling in front of her eyes.]
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[She sets her glass down.] But I did not want her to have him. For years before, she had lived with my family. Her father had taken her away from us, damning our inn. It was their fault that we lost everything. [Don't ask how. It was just how it went, according to her father.] And now, Marius loved her, and did not speak to me save to speak of her.
I did not give him the letter. I disguised myself as a man and went to his home, waiting for him but his roommate found me there instead. He made mention of the barricade, and I followed him there.
It was not hard to break away, before the fighting started. To return to the lark's house, to wait for Marius and to tell him, still disguised, that his friends were at the barricade. I thought, in his throws of sadness, he would gladly agree to fight. And he did. We fought together.
[She laughs, shaking her head, a piece of dark hair falling in front of her eyes.]