She was on the rim of civilization, entering, as Spurlock was on the rim, preparing to make his exit. She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. Mr. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. ” “Well, perhaps it is a bit depressing. “Had the pleasure of dining with you at the ‘Ambassador’s’ one night, before the show, you know—last September I think it was. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her.
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