“I mean it. ‘Do you know, Mademoiselle Charvill, you are a thought too clever for your own good. ’ The lady’s gaze dwelled thoughtfully on the half-drawn sword and then came up to meet his, an odd look in her eyes. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later. When you send for me I shall come back. His subconscious sensed the unnaturalness of it and recoiled.
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