Of course. F. You have never known
what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. . Why do you think I’m indulging in all this
very un-English love talk?’
‘But you are idiot, Gérard. "Ah! what is that?" he cried, pointing
to a dark object floating near them amid the boiling waves, and which presented
a frightful resemblance to a human face. The solemn
strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across
the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly
distinguishable. ’
‘Tchah! Better a doubtful welcome here than a confounded French convent. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a
thinly disguised bodice ripper where an
“empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective
suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical
romance novel. We two.
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