She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid. John knew everybody, it seemed. “You must play for us again sometime. ’ She was too distressed to bear this. And Capes was thinking that his wife was a supremely beautiful woman. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. ‘I do not steal,’ declared the lady hotly. I thought that you were he. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. ‘She wouldn’t tell me.
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