I stepped closer still. He closed his eyes again and covered my hand with his own. 'You smell of violets. You always smell of violets,' he said. 'You've no idea how many times I have walked these moors and smelled them and thought you were near. On and on I walked, following the scent of you, and you were never there. When I saw you in the hall tonight, I thought I had finally gone mad.
Deanna RaybournNow I was more certain than ever of my decision. I could not love a man who did not love Jane Austen.
Deanna RaybournThey have different accents in America " Brisbane smiled. "Just as we do here." I waved a hand. "They all sound alike to me.
Deanna RaybournI see only a little, lady, but I know that your fortune is as twined with his as the ivy to the oak.
Deanna Raybourn