He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. Some day I may forgive you; but not now. She wallowed for a time in the thought of Capes, unable to escape from his image and the idea of his presence in her life. I must stay a minute longer, if only to see you smile. ‘Jacques?’ ‘No. He must have been following her from room to room, silent in his stockinged feet.
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