Lucasta saw the
exchange and was both amused and touched by it.
Such a sweet boy flirting in front
of me like that full of trust I suppose they shared the bed last night yet once
that wouldn’t have been scandalous long ago it’s our world so obsessed by sex
but Jason and Brent were in love and loved each other and if it hadn’t all
happened so sad they would have got married and really marriage is about more
than sex though sex is important and I did love Harold would he have minded I suppose
he would have but I would have given him a sharp talking to I’m too old to worry
about what society thinks that’s one of the privileges of old age not to care
about idiotic beliefs and stuff and nonsense but I do hope dear Jason finds
love because it does make the world go round I’m so glad I came and I do love
him dear boy so good and Luigi so beautiful extraordinary really I hope he
doesn’t break Jason’s heart I couldn’t bear it if it were to happen again poor
dear boy.
Aloud, Lucasta
observed, “Such a lovely day autumn really is the best season especially here
so much warmer than London not to mention the countryside all those
old-fashioned houses so badly heated so you roasted on the side facing the fire
and froze on the other side and got chilblains.”
“So dispiriting,
chilblains,” observed Eleanor, luxuriating in the warmth of the sun and the
still slightly chilly air.
“My dear, such a
torment at school the dormitories never properly heated quite Victorian
really.”
“What are
chilblains?” asked Luigi.
Lucasta
smiled. “Vile itchy lumps on your hands
and fingers which you get in winter quite horrid I assure you.”
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