Say yes,’ he whispers. ‘Marry me.’I hesitate. I open my eyes. ‘You will get my fortune,’ I remark. ‘When I marry you, everything I have becomes yours. Just as George has everything that belongs to...

I sit on the bed and kick off my shoes, and he kneels before me and takes the riding boots, holding one open for my bare foot. I hesitate; it is such an intimate gesture...

No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.

And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover,To entertain these fair well-spoken days, —I am determined to prove a villain,And hate the idle pleasures of these days.

Francis stared down at the Duchess of York’s letter. He swallowed, then read aloud in a husky voice, “It was showed by John Sponer that King Richard, late mercifully reigning upon us, was through great...

Sapphires for my bride-to-be and a severed head for the king my brother,” said Duke Richard cheerfully. “As St Paul pointed out, gifts may vary but the spirit is the same. In the present instance,...