14/14 For there would be no lack of suitors for her, nor is she the one to refuse love. The only thing I make of it is that the right hour hasn't come. Little brown Golden Bells, in her Chinese garden, singing the song of the Willow Branches at the close of day... Is that not better nor Venice ?" But he got no word out of Marco Polo, sitting with his chin cupped in his hands. And that was the finest answer at all, at all.... |