She laughed altogether in her old manner. ’ ‘I have no game. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. 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. Was this the right moment? After what she had said about Jarvis Remenham’s habits, he could do with more information before he revealed his purpose. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. She took her hat from the peg in the corner and began to put it on.
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