My heart occasionally strays on a dangerous path before my mind prevails.
My heart occasionally strays on a dangerous path before my mind prevails.Francis de Brangelton to Paul d’Ornille - 1692
The dreary weather of the past week finally receded, and spring seemed to have arrived, bringing clear blue skies, bright sunshine, and warmth in the air. Laurent arrived at the de Tavenier"s residence a good quarter of an hour earlier than the appointed time, but Marguerite"s horse had already been brought to the door. He checked the saddle, the bridle, and the stirrups. Satisfied that everything was in order, he knocked at the door and was instantly admitted.
"We have conquered the bureaucracy!" M. De Tavenier rose to greet him. "The deed has been recorded and I will be forever grateful to you
