‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. Michelle winked at her and left to join the gathering of seats in the center of the theater. She relented out of exhaustion, yet he would not let her near Marina, his embrace tightening. She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel.
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