He looked from the sword to the dagger with which he had brought her down here, and grimaced. “I suppose you could at least tune it for us if you know how to play. 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. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. An incredible road he had elected to travel; he granted that it was incredible; and along this road somewhere would be Desire. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. Her cheeks flushed a dull red. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. "Were I in your place," said Smith, "I should be apprehensive of Wild, because he's a declared enemy. “She is living there now,” she remarked. The months that followed September spiraled downward. And, decently as he could, McClintock was giving the man the boot. Father had traveled to Florence to the Mercato Nuovo, staying away for a half year at a time paying court to the house of the silk merchant Iovelli, which was patronized by none other than the Medicis.
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