[ some fascination in the way she puffs up. a cringing thing to enter, hackles now lifted clear. ]

I won’t see the inside of another Circle.

[ acknowledgment: yes, he’s his own ideas of the work ahead. it will not go quietly. joselyn is dead, and charlotte is so terribly alive, and there is that which he can no longer stomach to trade. ]

But near fifty, I own a deal less future. [ isaac considers: ] What did you hope of our meeting, Madamoiselle? If not my account or opinions.