Yield up the
babe, and I pledge my word you shall remain unmolested. On some insane score she fancied she had to state
her case in verse. Not even, it
seemed, this interfering monsieur le major. And
in some incomprehensible way, Ramage was confused with Capes; she had a
grotesque disposition to persuade herself that this was really Capes who
surrounded her, as it were, with wings of desire. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’
But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. As soon as he was gone, the two women divested themselves of their hoods and
cloaks, and threw them, as if inadvertently, into the farthest part of the angle in
the wall. He turned round
toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still. He was not, in truth, much of a
ladies’ man. And yet—Wait a little, you’d better have every bit
of it.
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