” She looked thoughtfully into the fire. ” “Forget WHAT?” “And I said I wouldn’t. Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine. He's now in spring-ankle warehouse with Sir Rowland Trenchard. “My dear Anna! As though I should think of depressing you with my long list of misdeeds. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. A maidservant held the front door open. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. How I envied Gianfrancesco on his wedding night, how I writhed in agony just thinking 171 about his intimacies with you! Then you became pregnant, and there he was, posturing and gloating like the rest of the family, my divinations of a boy in your womb pronounced. The windows of these rooms were obscured with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their mantels were of a class apart. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. All right, I’m coming.
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