Belle La Croix flicked her hair of shimmering russet back from her delicate face and narrowed her pretty jade eyes as she trie dto read the sogn of the bar on over side of road "ABC café," she read, "I'm sure that's the place." She lifted up her skirts with her sweet, deliactre hand and crosses the the street. Shyly she looked around the door
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Where is my dolt of cousin? dreaming up some scheme of revoulution no doubt. Sure ebough he was sitting in the back the café surrounded by students, with the same dream as him.
"oi! Where is my hello? Enjaras?"
The students looked up, all suddenly drawn in by her intidcing eyes.
"how did you get out of the nunnery?" Belle's jewel green eyes fill with tears as she answers her cousin in a soft ladylike tone,
"Oh Jhebediah, please don't make me talk aout that. Every night I wake up drenched with a cld sweat screamin to the Lord GOD that he'll forgive me for what I done"
Enjolras , who was as beautiful as his cousin, lead her towards a table in silence,
"I'm soory Belle - are you ok? Would you like to meet my friends?" She smiled softly up at the seven or so males. Each one drawn in by this pale beauty. She lifted her hankerchief to her rosy cheeks, and pretened to wipe away a taer.
"enjaras, I will visit you tomorrow, this that ok?" "yes, belle" As she walked out, she dropped her hankerchief deliberately before a dark, tall student. And swept out.
Outside Belle strode away as quickly as her slender legs would carry her. When she was sure her beloved cousin can#'t here her she began to cough. She coughed and pulled another handkercheif from her bosom. If came away from her mouth red with blood and she was in pain. But she soon forgot about it.
