Both her parents were in the small parlor. Her father was reading, her mother sewing somewhat resentfully as she repaired a small tear in the reverend’s vestments. “Lucy, when you met the duke at the Quoddy Club this morning, you really shouldn’t have — have —” She began to stammer. “Have? Have what? Mother, I was perfectly friendly.” “You were friendly but so mercilessly intellectual and then when you mentioned Oscar Wilde — that man is scandalous.” “Mother, he is a playwright, a famous one, and the duke knows him, along with James Whistler.” She did not mention that he also knew Lily Langtry, a truly shameless beauty who was rumored to be having an affair with the Prince of Wales. The duke kept very exciting company in England. He went to every art opening and every play. She flashed back to his eloquent description of the Elgin Marbles. “If you stand before them, Lucy, you cannot quite believe they are made of stone. It is as if you are transgressing some border where time and matter melt and you become part … part …”
What do You think about Lucy: Daughters Of The Sea #3?
