Cliesh smiled again; she was so lovely. But my stupid grudge left me marooned. She was quiet, and I was edgy. “My first visit to France, apart from three weeks in Marseilles when I joined the Legion.”
She inclined her head. I looked at my watch; that shook Cliesh. She thought I"d leave. “It"s coming on to four o"clock.” Cliesh said. “It"s a lovely afternoon. Why don"t we go to the Luxembourg Gardens?”
“OK.”
“We could stroll and talk.” Cliesh twisted and untwisted her fine gloves. I reached across and laid my hand on her hands.
“You"ll spoil your gloves. Is something wrong?”
“No, no. Well … It"s just … just that I thought we could have dinner and I made an arrangement, at a nice family place near where I live. I said I"d let her know if we"re not coming. I mean if you"d rather not, tha
