He heard the woman talking again. ‘As to Gérard, I do not know why he does
this. But what did he know beyond these facts? Nothing, clearly. Wood. He moaned in excitement as his lips
wrapped around the peak of her right breast. As Leonardo had himself
pronounced, who better than a mountebank to teach of the perils awaiting the
unwary? Who better than a wastrel to demonstrate the worth of thrift? And who
could instruct better in the matter of affections than one who had thrown them
away?
‘If he had loved me,’ she said, in the flat tone she had learned to use to conceal
her vulnerable heart, ‘he would have left me at Remenham House to live a life of
an English lady. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night,
“or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. She looked
around the apartment for other people. I pray you, Gérard, do not fail me. Where
can I have heard it!"
"Devil knows," rejoined Blueskin.
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