He had not moved.
But, her blue eyes on his face, she did not rise.
'Lord, is there nothing in the cup for me?
While you were drinking, I was singing to you.'
The detachment had gone from his face, but not the strength. He shook his head; and rising, Marthe turned and walked from the room.
But, her blue eyes on his face, she did not rise.
'Lord, is there nothing in the cup for me?
While you were drinking, I was singing to you.'
The detachment had gone from his face, but not the strength. He shook his head; and rising, Marthe turned and walked from the room.
( Dorothy Dunnett )
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