“This life is killing me! Oh, it
is dull, dull, dull!”
Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. ‘Do you think I do not know? If this pig has not done so, there would be no
need for me to do it. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met
Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the
thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but
which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom
he had just left. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member
of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in
Mantua. It’s time she knew. “The bravest of us have joints in our armour. Anna, who
had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some
dark shade. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much
imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from
them.
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