What he told the vicomte I was not
privileged to learn. And how much I owe
you, too, dearest Winifred, for your kindness and attention. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’
‘Certainly I did. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to
dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. Michelle seemed so
innocent and sweet. It consisted of a full-dress coat of
brown flowered velvet, laced with silver; a waistcoat of white satin, likewise
richly embroidered; shoes with red heels, and large diamond buckles; pearlcoloured silk stockings with gold clocks; a muslin cravat, or steen-kirk, as it was
termed, edged with the fine point lace; ruffles of the same material, and so ample
as almost to hide the tips of his fingers; and a silver-hilted sword. “You’ve got my view,” he said, after a pensive second.
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