“It’s my fault. ” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. ’ ‘Never mind the comtesse,’ adjured Prudence. We’ll run away together, we’ll elope. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. He felt her relaxation and let go of her wrists.
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