‘So are you. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. ’ ‘And your precious vicomte didn’t wish for the English one,’ said Charvill, acid in his voice. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. Certainly not a gentlewoman.
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