“Honey, I’m home.” Newton blew air out through his loose lips, partially closed, and giving a fair imitation. The head swung up, and it looked at him with dull wonder. Newton grinned in spite of himself, and then went to the stool and end-table where he had his few odd personal belongings, a comb...
She was either out or not disposed to answer. Perhaps the maid or cook had their day off as well. Hubert had a year’s seniority on Tailler. Every so often he belabored the point, usually on procedural matters—Tailler still struggled with the paperwork, being intimidated by senior officers and jur...
“This place could use a new furnace.” Andre said it with conviction. It was an old and tired joke, but the wisp of a smile crossed Maintenon’s calm visage. “Sure beats the old days, though.” “Hmn.” Maintenon was preoccupied with Rene’s last words, what a loaded expression, but it might be true—he...
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His spies were everywhere. Their reports were interesting if not entirely unexpected as to contents. Kings and princes and lesser khans, queens and the meanest tribes with any vestige of pride or liberty remaining to them were in ferment. Couriers, post riders, diplomats and ambassadors went back...
That was before his promotion and the pull of higher administrative duties. They had gone through a lot of doors together, and while the bond was still strong, as friends they had drifted apart. The conversation was lagging. She looked tired more than anything, although there was still a chance s...