By Austin Osman Spare
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Because she was afraid. Afraid of any man she didn't direct and control. Stripping off his cravat, Gabriel threw it in the pile of dirty linens. "Take off yer shirt, then, and hurry. " MacAllister gathered up the linen and headed for the dressing room, then came back with a crisply ironed shirt. " Grinning derisively, Gabriel pulled the shirt on. " Gabriel's grin flattened. " About that MacAllister agreed. "They're all over! Maids and ladies, traipsing about, their squeaky voices asking where t' go t' get an iron, asking me how t' stir the fire.
Gabriel and Mr. Rumbelow stood, and Mr. Rumbelow rang the bell by his hand. " Thomasin swept from the drawing room without looking back. Hurriedly, Madeline put aside her teacup, curtsied toward Mr. Rumbelow and followed. Thomasin stood stock-still in the middle of her bedchamber, her arms stiff at her sides, her fists clenched. " So do I. But Madeline knew they weren't speaking of the same fellow. "Mr. " "That Woman and Father want me to wed him, and I won't. I won't. " Jeffy? Madeline jerked her attention away from her dismayed contemplation of Thomasin's gowns, laid out on the bed and creased by the packing, and back to Thomasin.
At that time, four years ago, Gabriel had tried to tell her he'd picked his target well, that Lord Jourdain was a brutal blackguard. She hadn't cared; she'd seen only Gabriel's callous betrayal, the proof he was a gambler like her father, and she did not now wish to think any differently. She didn't dare think she'd made a mistake. Taking a long breath that brought her bosom to quivering prominence, Lady Tabard brought the conversation back to frivolity. " "I won all," Gabriel admitted, "but I lost my bride.
A Book of Satyrs by Austin Osman Spare