Can you tell me," he said slowly, "why you seem still to harbor your original resentment against me?"
Several images--spies, lying courtiers--flowed into my mind, to be instantly dismissed. I had no proof of any of it. So I looked out the window as I struggled for an answer. After the silence grew protracted, I glanced back to see if he was still there. He hadn't moved. His attitude was not impatient, and his gaze was on my hands, which were tightly laced in my lap. His expression was again reflective.
"I don't know," I said finally. "I don't know."
There was a pause, then he said, "I appreciate your honesty." He gave me a polite bow, a brief smile, and left.
Several images--spies, lying courtiers--flowed into my mind, to be instantly dismissed. I had no proof of any of it. So I looked out the window as I struggled for an answer. After the silence grew protracted, I glanced back to see if he was still there. He hadn't moved. His attitude was not impatient, and his gaze was on my hands, which were tightly laced in my lap. His expression was again reflective.
"I don't know," I said finally. "I don't know."
There was a pause, then he said, "I appreciate your honesty." He gave me a polite bow, a brief smile, and left.
( Sherwood Smith )
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