You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. Take the one that struck him at this moment. It was a grand life. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. You wore a blue dress with your hair unbound, and never had I seen a maid so glorious with eyes so blue or a smile so bright. I believe I have always been in love with you. There was a confused impression of livery carriages and whips with white favors, people fussily wanting other people to get in before them, and then the church. That Capes should love her seemed beyond the compass of her imagination.
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