"Paris, then. What will you do there?"
"Really, Gemma", she says as if I don't know anything and never will. "It's where all the bohemians live. Now that I've my inheritance, I might take up painting and live in a garret. Or perhaps I shall become an artist's model", she says, delighting in how scandalous it sounds. Her voice drops to a whisper. "I've heard there are others like me there. Perhaps I will love again."

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