‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions. ‘Do not be alarmed, Jacques. But she was relentless. “You are late,” she murmured. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. There was no mistaking his intentions this time. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject.
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