David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. Gifts came from Florence: rubies and emeralds, a beautiful statue of Santa Maria for their garden grotto, a gorgeous silk tapestry of a hunting scene that alone made the price of her dowry look paltry. “Don’t they look like a pair of young lovers sleeping off a tryst?” He observed. Well, my friend found us out, and would give no quarter. Then, seeing Melusine’s feathered beaver had fallen to the floor, picked that up for her. Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest. And, dragging Mrs. Ramage seemed always fencing about the forbidden topic, probing for openings, and she wondered why she did not give him them.
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