” “I am not sure whether I feel inclined to scold or thank you,” she declared. ” She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in the corner. She’s as stubborn as the proverbial mule, and—’ with a sigh that felt wrenched out of him ‘—utterly captivating. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the straw. Her new husband was pleased to watch the astonished look on her face as tray after tray appeared on the grand table, each better than the next. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz.
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