was in love with you?â
âLove is a strong word. But yes, she told me she was interested. I couldnât reciprocate. Butââhe glanced fleetingly at me, and then back to the figurineââI was actually tempted to give it a try. I thought it might be my only chance at finding someone to be with.â
I realized I was gaping at him. âBut Vincent, sheâs only fourteen. Thatâs kind of . . . I donât know . . . pervy.â
âShe was in her twenties at the time,â Vincent said, pressing his lips together to stifle a smile.
âOh, yeah. Right,â I said, trying to process this weird new information.
âNothing happened,â he reassured me. âAt all. But I guess Violette sensed I might be open to it, and that probably encouraged her. We went out a couple of times, but as soon as I realized I couldnât make myself feel something that wasnât there, I ended it. I hadnât actually seen her since thenâitâs probably been about forty years. I asked JB to send another emissary on those errands.â
âSheâs got to resent me for being with you, then.â I recalled Violetteâs slipup at Philippeâs funeralâabout revenants who were with humansâand wondered if she hadnât actually said it on purpose. A little jab at the human who had succeeded in doing what she hadnât: capturing Vincentâs heart.
âActually, sheâs talked to me about you already,â Vincent said. âShe was pretty gracious about it and congratulated me on finding such a âlovely young lady.ââ His imitation of her voice and ancient speech style made us both laugh. âNo, seriously, she seems to really like you.â
âSo itâs just Arthur whoâs being a jerk?â I ventured.
âSeems like,â he said, âeven though thatâs so untypical of him. He took off right after the meeting, obviously to avoid me. Violette asked me to forgive him. She said she had warned him not to bring it up but that he had felt obliged. She was going to talk to him later.â
âThat was nice of her,â I said, warming to the strange girl. âItâs over, anyway. I just want to forget about it now.â
And as I mentally turned the page on the afternoonâs humiliation, something occurred to me. âVincent, I found something about revenants in Papyâs library last night.â
âReally?â It was rare that I surprised Vincent instead of the other way around, but right now he looked like if I pushed him with one finger, he would keel right over. âCan I see it?â
I led him to the study, peeking in first to make sure Papy wasnât there. Checking the clock on his desk, I saw that he wouldnât be closing the gallery for another half hour. We were safe.
I pulled the bestiary out of its protective box and, placing it on Papyâs desk, turned to the revenant page. Vincentâs eyebrows shot up as he saw the illustrations. âWow, this is really rare, Kate. There is almost nothing about revenants remaining in human book collections.â
âWhy not?â
He went on staring at the book as he spoke. âDealers like your grandfather know that if they find anything, they can sell it for a fortune to a group of anonymous buyers. These collectors snatch up anything revenant-related before it even comes on the market.â Vincent glanced at me. âJBâs one of them. He has stacks of these old manuscripts in his library. I doubt Gaspardâs even worked his way through half of them.â
âYeah, well, Papy must really treasure it, then,â I said, wondering why he would pass up a good sale to keep the book in his library. Maybe he hadnât seen the revenant page and didnât realize its value.
Vincentâs attention was back on the book, and he mouthed the words to himself, following along with his
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