"Anthony Piers - Incarnations 3 - With a Tangled Skien" - читать интересную книгу автора (Anthony Piers)old moneybags and an ugly aristocrat! You call those
matches?" "Wealth is not to be sneered at, and neither is aristoc- racy. You could have had a very easy life, or a very noble one. Such marriages are not easy to come by." "Why can't I have a handsome, virile man of twenty- five or so?" Niobe demanded. "Why burden me with a child who probably doesn't know his nose from hisЧ" Her father's glance stopped her before she went too far. She could only balk him to a certain extent, however softly he might speak. "Because the war has drawn away such men, so that none remain here who are worthy of you. I will not give you to a peasant! You will not marry beneath your station. Cedric is qualified and financially comfortable, thanks to an inheritance, andЧ" "And he's growing," Niobe finished with disgust. "And I'm growingЧsick of the very notion! I won't marry such a child, and that's all there is to it." Piers Anthony 3 was firm. Niobe raged and pleaded and cried, to no avail. She was very good at crying, for her name meant "tears,'1 but her father was impervious. He was determined that this match be consummated. And so it was. The banns were duly published, and the wedding was held in early summer, when the groom got out of school. Everything was accomplished according to form, but Niobe hardly noticed; she was too chagrined at being married to such a youth. She wouldn't even look directly at him. As the ceremony concluded, he at least had the wit not to try to kiss her. Thus they found themselves alone in a cottage, which was his inheritance. It was in a glade near a swampЧ pleasant enough by day for those who liked that sort of thing, but sinister by night. That was perhaps part of the idea: a couple was supposed to be bolted inside during darkness, huddled together for warmth and comfort. There were great romantic possibilities; the locale was conducive. Niobe had no trouble resisting conduction. She wrapped her lovely self up in a voluminous quiltЧa wed- |
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