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Better this way, thought Veldram as he drained his glass. There is no wine in the world can sour as quickly as secrecy in an affair of the heart. At first the letters hidden in a tree bole or behind the jardinière, the assignations, the flimsy errands to send the servants away, waiting for a… Continue Reading Assignations by Simon Jones