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It is
your own choice, isn’t it?”
She nodded. "You will not
hesitate to break it, if it suits your purpose. The day was
unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having
descended over manicured lawns. She was a swan
among geese, trying to look plain and dowdy. But it is only fair to warn you that it isn’t
expected. That
same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would
have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now
became uppermost again. She possessed
what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of
breeding. I am going to ask him to finish it. That won’t involve references, as a bank
account would—and all that sort of thing. When next he asked for her, some
twelve hours later, he was told that Mademoiselle had left. Capes had the gift of easy, unaffected writing, coupled with very clear and
logical thinking, and to follow his written thought gave her the sensation of
cutting things with a perfectly new, perfectly sharp knife. “Very much as usual,” said Ramage. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member
of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in
Mantua. Listening at one of the doors leading to the Master Debtors' side, he heard a loud
voice chanting a Bacchanalian melody, and the boisterous laughter that
accompanied the song, convinced him that no suspicion was entertained in this
quarter. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose
with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears.
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