To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a
thinly disguised bodice ripper where an
“empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective
suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical
romance novel. The curtain came festooning slowly down, the music ceased, the lights in the
auditorium glowed out, and Ann Veronica woke out of her confused dream of
involuntary and commanding love in a glory of sound and colors to discover that
Ramage was sitting close beside her with one hand resting lightly on her waist. The elements were wrathful as their passions. It was impossible to meet the motion bodily. I did not even know where to write and thank you. But she was disappointed. Remember that he’s not at all a bad
sort, and to speak frankly, he’s your salvation. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young
woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas
cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they
were put on by my uncle's command. "Your enemy!" she returned imperfectly comprehending him. Now, he had achieved them, and felt assured of
success.
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