Poor
girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the
allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. And this shall be your diet till
you die. The love-songs of all the ages were
singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and
the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her
mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out
of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. ‘Her own,’ Gerald replied. Lost from all protection, all her
family dead—as are mine. "
As this was said, Jack turned with the swiftness of thought, and shortening his
sword, prepared to plunge it into the thief-taker's heart. "
Sir Rowland looked at her for a moment, as if he meditated some terrible reply. Sophie'nin parfümü, kısa sürede Paris'in en ünlü ve aranan parfümlerinden biri haline geldi.
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