Lord Macon deposited his

Lord Macon deposited his wife into a chair and then knelt next to her, clutching one of her hands. Tell me truthfully – how are you feeling? Alexia took a breath. Truthfully? I sometimes wonder if I, like Madame Lefoux, should affect masculine dress. Gracious me, why? You mean aside from the issue of greater … Read more

The infant-inconvenience kicked in

The infant-inconvenience kicked in response, and Conall twitched at the sensation. “Active little pup, isn’t he?” “She,” corrected his wife. “As if any child of mine would dare be a boy.” It was a long-standing argument. “Boy,” replied Conall. “Any child as difficult as this one has been from the start must, perforce, be male.” … Read more

To him she seemed

To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone … Read more