” But after that neither ideas nor phrases had come and she had fallen thinking of the events of the day. ‘Do you tell me that my disreputable son had the infernal insolence to pass you off as that whoring Frenchwoman’s daughter?’ His answer was in their faces. 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. Ill-drawn, without method or sense of proportion, you have put wonderful things on to canvas, have drawn them out of yourself, notwithstanding your mechanical inefficiency. He seemed to be trying to understand something very perplexing and elusive. ‘So it is that you have made Jacques betray me. “I wonder what you could do?” he said. “If you say so, Lucy.
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