“I told you, it is the only possession I have.”
“Very well,” the Marquis said. “Open it now, before I prevent you from doing so.”
He kissed her shoulder as he spoke and she pushed the curtain aside and reached out to take her Bible, which was on the table beside the candles.
Then she sat up in bed and the Marquis lay back against the pillows watching her.
He thought it would be impossible to find anyone so lovely and so ethereal, at the same time so completely unselfconscious and so sensitive.
He knew that it was not only her love but also an intuition that most young girls did not have, which made her responsive to everything he asked of her.
He realised when he made love to her that he had found in one very young woman the completion of himself.
Because he loved her and was thinki
