“How can you know?”
“I think—perhaps I am rather a cold-blooded person. ” He made a
grand gesture towards the car, his smile broadening. ’
Gerald laughed and clapped him on the back. “La belle ‘Alcide,’ wasn’t it? Annabel
Pellissier was her real name. I want you. ’
‘Aye, but she don’t reckon to militiamen. But
you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. He
devoured her with his eyes too, his shyness not able to
disguise his furtive glances at the curvy outline of her
breast against the imitation silk, his memory still
exquisitely tortured by her movements in the miniskirt. She stared
down at them from a high window, peering down at their
moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed
where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. ’
‘Aye, miss,’ Kimble agreed, taking the garments, ‘but where will I find you?’
‘I do not know. It is a big house and there are many
rooms in which to hide. That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone.
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