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. At the same
time,” she added, in a suddenly altered tone, “it isn’t anything whatever to do
with you, is it?”
“Why not?” he answered. Were Captain Darrell to offer you
his hand, would you accept it?"
"Your impertinence deserves very different treatment, Sir," said Winifred; "but,
to put an end to this annoyance, I will tell you—I would not. "
"I can at least, protect myself," replied Wild, with, provoking calmness. She would look up, shake her head, and then
go back to her reading or crewelwork. "
"I am sorry. ’ He glanced about and saw his quarry
holding court at one end of the vast mirrored chamber. Yet you knew that I was not
dead. The farmer had become obsessed with her
and asked her to marry. Her mother
brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for
her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some
decidedly un-Christian.
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