She passed down the stairs and into the street. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. . I love him as a brother. Yet even now there were so many things untouched, so much to be learned. ” She laughed. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. ’ She simpered, and withdrew one hand so that she might smack his fingers playfully. Bold women certainly existed in the Middle Ages--Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales is evidence of this--but meek women were probably the norm, good Christian family ladies who wanted nothing more than to serve God and have children. You could return to civilization and have a good time all the rest of your days. ” “Perhaps not,” she answered. He mumbled an apology and then stopped short. “The horse’s knees are broken, and I am not sure that the man is sober.
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