“M'sieur, I am as a slave to my wife." He kissed the tips of his fingers. "I am as the dirt beneath her feet." He clasped his hands. "I must bestow on her all that she desires, or die!" "Pray… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share Image
“I cannot bear to go back alone - to the world I have lived in with you.” — Georgette Heyer Copy Share Image
