“Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where
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it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but
mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long
white gown. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think
—if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. The blouse dried nicely, it would only
need a touch of starch and a little ironing. "Your boast, you see, was a little premature, Mr. You did not complain then that I personated you—no, nor when
Sir John came to me in Paris, and for your sake I lied. “How could he call except in your absence, as
you are never at home in the afternoon. ”
“I’m afraid it can’t. Bold women certainly existed in the
Middle Ages--Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales is
evidence of this--but meek women were probably
the norm, good Christian family ladies who wanted
nothing more than to serve God and have children. But no more of that.
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