“I will come with father and you.”
There was a sharp air intake from Mme. Henrietta and vigorous head-shaking.
“I will stay with Henri.”
“No, you will not,” he refused. “You are not speaking to me.”
“Charles will request hospitality from Captain d'Ornille.“ Charlotte put on her hat. “Will you take me to Vincennes, Henri?”
“Have you lost your mind?” Her brother blocked the door. “Do you hold the delusion that no one will recognize you as a de Brangelton? One glance at you was enough for de Bonnard.”
Charlotte glared at him. “I will leave, then. Right now, while my saddlebags are still packed! I will sail to the New World, and stay there. Move out of my way!”
Henri leaned against the door frame, daring her to pass. She promptly kicked a chair toward him. Henri secured her wrist. She p
