Now dry your eyes girl and blow your nose. Xxx She had her girls well trained. The alternative was unthinkable! “Vingt cinq!” Sophie clamped her mouth shut lest her own passion betray her over Yvette’s wailing scream. She no longer registered that people were watching her humiliation and pain with deep absorption. “Cinq!” she declared in response to another piercing crack and accompanying convulsion from the suffering girl. In spite of the misgivings she had voiced to Yvette, Madame Courvelle was in no doubt whatsoever as to her ability to convince those two gentlemen of the appropriateness of her plan. “Where were we Michelle?”
“Soixante madame.”
“Then we shall continue from there.”
She raised the cane again. It was this impulsive rashness that brought her to her regrettable demise in the Cafe du Concorde and could indeed have led her to even greater disaster.
