Adrienne nodded eagerly, already wondering if Aristide might be home so they could make their acquaintance sooner rather than later. But something told her Mr. Wye would not be a stranger in their household, so the opportunity to do so would not be hard to find. At his request she laughed. “I am already often my brother’s audience when he practices so you can be sure that I’ll be in attendance for whatever you two inevitably create.” She gave him a content smile. “I find myself quite eager, so you must start working on your prose soon.”

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