Outside, there was a hoarse cry. I felt Edward shuddered, his muscles tense, heart pounding wildly. Then cold air tore knock boots, screaming sergeants, the clank of weapons - was the guard. For a moment I thought it would still be good. And then I realized that it would not. His desire to have passed. He pulled away from me and lay face down. - Our love ... - I reached out and touched his neck. He shook his head, as if my fingers were a fly, slightly disturbed him. - We have to leave each other alone, Isa. I'm not a boy, and you - do not consider a faux pas - not a girl, so we flounder along, not caring about anything else. We must stop making love. You have to go back to the children, and I - to my accounts, and more, we should not think about such nonsense.
Misalliance: A Study of French Policy in Russia during the Seven Years' War
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