Judith-james Quote by Judith James
““He spoke to her, though, if only through his verse. One night in the banqueting hall, just before a ball, he responded to requests for a verse by raising his glass high. Though he spoke to them all his eyes were on her. "Tis not that I am weary grown Of being yours, and yours alone, But with what face can I incline To damn you to be only mine?" She walked out before she heard the rest.””