White’s,” she said, “and if he is going to persist in this delusion, we cannot both remain here. Briefly, with a careless wave towards the couple, the comtesse presented them as Monsieur and Madame Valade. Why was he there? why did the tempter dare to invade that sacred spot! She could not answer her own questions, but vague fearful suspicions passed through her mind. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. He still watched her and questioned her. I merely mention these circumstances to show the accuracy of my information. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute.
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