He declined supper, but
took wine. His new wife’s face was sweet and angelic with hair
the color of flax, her belly already visibly large beneath a
roe skin pelt. ”
Capes lifted her hand and kissed it. “He’d better treat you right this time or I’ll
pulverize him, you hear?” Lucy gave in to the hug. ”
“You’ll never pay me. ”
He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went
to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the
faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond
serenity. It was late before Jonathan ventured to his own house, where he remained up all
night, and kept his janizaries and other assistants well armed. She was quivering with the sense of Capes at her side and glowing with heroic
love; it seemed to her that if they put their hands jointly against the Alps and
pushed they would be able to push them aside. Curiosity to see
what a sing-song girl was like took possession of Ruth's thoughts.
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