“Well, try,” the Duke said. “I shall greet them and then you can do the interpreting for me.”
She smiled at him and then without further delay they stepped forward. Coming from the shadow of the trees, they must have looked very strange in the pale faint light of the early morning.
The Duke was wearing the same deep blue velvet coat embroidered with silver that he had worn for dinner the night before, his travelling cloak was lined with red and clasped with a great sapphire and diamond buckle, which glittered in the firelight.
Amé, in her elaborate suit of black velvet with silver buttons, might have stepped from an illustration in a book of Fairytales. And there was no doubt at all that their appearance was both extraordinary and astonishing to the company assembled round the fire.
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