Even the theater people and other members of artistic circles who might hold parties were scarce. Last August, Cassandra had been able to visit with Emma at least, but now Emma was in the country too. All of this left her with too much time to ponder Ambury’s unspoken insinuations. She was all too tempted to sell the earrings to someone else and to hell with Ambury. Unfortunately, it was unlikely she would get the same price from someone else, and she badly needed every penny those earrings would bring. That Sunday Cassandra pondered her dilemma while she drank lemonade on the terrace where she sat with Aunt Sophie. “The weather is too hot even for August,” Aunt Sophie said. She looked up from her book and gazed out at the riot of color in the flower beds. Those plantings knew no restraint and possessed a lush, vivid beauty, much like Sophie herself. “Of course, not nearly as hot as that August that I spent in Naples. Goodness, I was naked the better part of most days, and all of the nights, back then, but still the heat was not to be borne.
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