”
Ramage looked at her, and then fell into deep reflection as the waiter came to
paragraph their talk again. Lucy could sense her mental resolution
to nip Michelle’s burgeoning obsession with the occult in
the bud. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his
body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday
it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back
spiritually three hundred years. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster,
her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes
bright with the drollery of the song. The
rest of his attire was nondescript. She tried
gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped
aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. But she
perceived that to tell Manning of her Ramage adventures as they had happened
would be like tarring figures upon a water-color. It
goes to my heart to disappoint you, but this thing must not be. When she arrived at the Palazzo,
not a single sentry was aware of her presence. They got on wonderfully well together. “No power on earth will
persuade me we’re not two rather disreputable persons.
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