“If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation. And two other ladies. ” He was suddenly calm. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids talking about you and the young man. She’s as stubborn as the proverbial mule, and—’ with a sigh that felt wrenched out of him ‘—utterly captivating. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music.
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