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It had been an unnatural day. Not only long, but trying in every sense of the word. Marguerite managed to find an empty bench and thought it as good as any for a little rest. She had no place of her own to go to, and no doubt in her mind Percy would turn her away. After moving about to get comfortable she finally managed to lay her head on her puff of skirts. The un-abiding light, however, seemed to make dozing off for a short while an unbelievably difficult task to do. Finally able to set her fan up enough to block some light, she found herself dozing off.

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Beaufort did little more than raise an eyebrow at the use of such a term, as it was hardly swearing in his time. "Not at all. You at least showed more concern than your husband did," which came out as a much more bitter comment than he had intended, "Apologies."

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"Percy cares," Marguerite insited, more for herself than for him. "He just, shows it differently," she explained, biting her cheek to keep from saying 'if at all.' "No, no need. He is, his manners are those that one doesn't see often. It's understandable."

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"No, no, it was out of order for me to say that. He's just...very British." And an idiot, and entirely not worth your company. He bit the side of his mouth to stop him adding that, "I am sure they are, you would know him far better than I, and I shouldn't have commented."

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She smiled to herself when he tried to describe him. He was, it was one thing Marguerite loved about him. He was a breath of fresh air. "That I do," 'or should.' she thought to herself. "He is a kind fellow, and I do appreciate your apology. He can be, an acquired taste." She laughed.

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He laughed uncertainly, not particuarly wantng to talk about her husband at all, "I am entirely sure he is. I'm sure he has plenty of good points in there somewhere." Again, too bitter, Jean-Etienne.

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Marguerite nodded, "He does," she said leaving the subject at that. "Now, I think actually this will be good. Perhaps I can do something with the down stairs. Seeing as a theatre wouldn't fit," she smiled at him, trying to make him more relaxed. 'What else could I do?' she thought for a moment. She was no tailor, or seamstress for that matter. "Chocolate! Chocolate, coffe and tea!" She declared.

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Beaufort smiled, pleased his plan had rather worked out, "Well, madame, if you were to do such a thing, I would have to come there every morning to wake up. And possibly every evening for chocolate, we would have to see." Flirting? nooo.

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"La!" Marguerite smiled, quite pleased with her overall success of the idea. "Brilliant. Although, that mouse," she explained, not like talking of that, thing. "He said there were three kinds of chocolate. I'm afraid I only know of one, and that is the kind you drink." She explained, hoping that wouldn't change anything.

"Where does one find clothes around here? Will there be clothes that I'm used to?" That was something she hadn't thought of before, and it quite terrified her. Percy said he had just the one outfit, whatever would she do?

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That thought had not even crossed Beaufort's mind, "Well, where I'm from, there's still the kind you drink. It also comes in bar form, but we only have the milk and dark. The former has more milk, and the latter is more bitter. I'm not even sure myself what white chocolate is."

He paused on that question, "There are plenty of late 20th century clothes, mainly with worrying drawings of things like the mouse on. But nothing like what you are used to. Unless you could invade some of the historical attractions, they could have some lying around. Unfortunately, I've been wearing this," he pulled on the collar of his shirt, "Since I got here, and been washing it when and where I can. Which I could imagine could be quite difficult..." He had actually spent a few seconds too many imagining that then and gave a vague shrug by way of explaination.

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"A bar?" Marguerite repeated quite astounded. "That would be quite a lot. I like the stuff and I can't always finish a cup," she explained. "Astounding," she offered as she listened to him speak. "Wonderous strange,"

"Oh, I see," Marguerite sighed unhappily. Whatever would she do? She had learned to sew, but that was a great long time ago. Not to mention that would hardly do to make what she needed. "That demmed mouse!" Marguerite cried. He must have had something to do with it. "Yes, quite difficult," she nodded hugging herself for a moment before taking a deep breath. Perhaps she could make a few things. Under garments. That way as long as she kept her skirts clean she'd be fine. "I'm sure I'll figure something out,"

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"It's a lot sweeter, I think. And they give it to soldiers. Chocolate and cigarettes..." He shrugged, "Marginally more useful than food."

"I am sure if you had a word with some of the people from your time, they might be able to help you." He then realised that there was only her husband and John Adams. That could be rather awkward, "Or maybe the time travelling lady. I'm not sure. I can't really help you here, unfortunately." Well, he felt extraordinarily awkward in doing so, anyway.

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"Oh, I'll have to try some then. Interesting. Well, it depends on how much really." Marguerite said.

"Yes, perhaps I will then," Marguerite nodded. "And who is that, specifically? I was unaware there was someone who did that for a profession. I was unaware it was a profession," Marguerite smiled.

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"It's rather nice, I must confess." He resolved then and there to go and find her some in the park, which wouldn't be too difficult.

"I think she's done all sorts of different professions in different times. Una, you may have met her, I'm not sure." Beaufort had been quite impressed with Una on first impressions, and she'd been relatively nice to him. Most people had, even with the odd 'cheese eating surrender monkey' comment.

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"Oh yes! I was unaware of her profession at the time," Marguerite explained. And Percy is friends with her? Interesting. "Yes, I'l have to talk to her then, perhaps she has some ideas,"

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"I presume she came to meet you when you got here, then?" Everyone seemed to know Una, it was sort of remarkable. "I'd recommend some people I've met from your time or from the 19th Century, but unfortunately, I would think they'd be about as much use as I have been."

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"Yes, she was ever so kind as to explain some of the park to me," From people trying to escape, to what Percy had been up to. Marguerite decided to leave that part out. "Oh? Who else is here? Oh, no. I appreciate your help. I would never have known where to look to find a place if you hadn't stumbled upon me." Marguerite smiled earnestly at him. It was nice to have a friendly face about.

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"Well, there's your husband, of course, John Adams, who I only found out about recently, a gentleman called Kit, who's a little strange but from somewhere in the 1800s and then...I think I'm the next person in what must be a bizarre timeline." Which was a little scary, when he thought about it. There was only one person between him and the French revolution in the strange order that had just formed in his head. "And you're most welcome, I couldn't have just left you there. It'd have been most impolite and it was the least I could do for a lady like yourself."

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"Yes, oh truly? John Adams is here? La!" Marguerite smiled happily. She had met the man a few times as a dipolmat and was quite excited for him to be here. That was the second time Kit was mentioned, and perhaps it was somthing to look into. "Kit, you say? I'll have to remember that then." Marguerite smiled at him and took his hand. "That is very kind of you, truly. I cannot thank you enough," Marguerite blushed as his compliment. It had been sometime since she'd been complimented like this. Since she first met Percy actually, but she pushed that thought far from her mind.

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He smiled genuinely, and with much less fluster than before when she took his hand, "Really, there is no need to thank me. Again, it was the least I could do for a fellow citizen as beautiful as you." He might as well go for as much broke as a sense of propriety allowed.

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"That is very kind of you to say. I don't think everyone would agree, but thank you." Marguerite smiled at him, her blush not stopping. The word citizen made her shudder but she repessed it. He hadn't meant it like Chauvelin did.

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"Please, stop thanking me, it's not needed." He smiled, though, as she really didn't stop thanking him or blushing. Could only be a good sign.

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"Alright, but only because you asked so nicely," Marguerite smiled at her new found friend.

((We need to find you a some what happy Gerard icon me thinks! :D))

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"Anyway, I'll let you get settled in or whatever. If you want anything at all, just write to me. Or find me...or anything." He gave her a slight nod of the head and moved towards the door.

((Unfortunately, this film is lacking in them. I'll have to search my screen caps.))

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"Thank you. I will, promise. Thank you again for all your help," Marguerite smiled at him.

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"Most welcome. I live just up there, anytime..." He offered his hand politely before leaving, as a formality more than anything.