Catherine supposed that a few years before, when she had been dreaming of marriage, before her betrothal to Laurent, before his death, before the loss of her parents and her dowry, having a vicomte on one knee before her in a palace garden, declaiming poetry, would have made her swoon. Who is Phi...
The ribbons from the sleeves of the coat. Hélène will appreciate them more than I do.” Fourbier didn’t bother to sigh dramatically. He chose instead to ignore the colonel, who had burst into the bedchamber to demand his maps and then paced as Fourbier set down the bodice he was taking in and embe...