But I must—I ought—”
“I MUST talk about this. I
shall count it a privilege. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the
scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. He had kissed his wife on the
mouth … and had been horrified! There was real madness somewhere along this
road. After all, if one could wait twenty years or
more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could
certainly wait a few more days. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy
freshness. ***
Gerald vaguely noted that his junior leapt to his feet at sight of his former
commander, and that Lucilla sat with her mouth at half-cock, dread in her face. The Return. But the vicomte has said
that his sister may remain, but that the daughter must go. Clearing the recess the instant
after his companion, he flew to the door of the inner room, and, locking it, took
out the key. “More coffee, hon?”
She held her hand over the cup.
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