North From Rome (2012)
“Maria was coming away from the front gates, heading in his direction as if she would now attend to the garage doors. She didn’t catch sight of him until he had reached the corner of the building. She gave a hoarse little scream; and the princess, walking very slowly towards the house, halted and turned round.
Lammiter stepped into the driveway. “Good evening,” he said to the frightened Maria, “Or good morning, perhaps.”
“Oh!” the princess said. For once, she had nothing else to say. But as Mari...a rushed to her side (whether to defend or to be saved, Lammiter was not quite certain), the princess took command. “Quiet, Maria! Go to the house.” And then, as Maria retreated unwillingly, the princess said, “Good morning it is, Mr. Lammiter.” Maria, more reassured, covered another ten feet towards the villa, but there she stood, loyally disobedient, her face masked in peasant suspicion.
The princess looked at him searchingly. She was angry. “All gates are locked. Am I to believe you climbed over my wall?”MoreLess
Lammiter stepped into the driveway. “Good evening,” he said to the frightened Maria, “Or good morning, perhaps.”
“Oh!” the princess said. For once, she had nothing else to say. But as Mari...a rushed to her side (whether to defend or to be saved, Lammiter was not quite certain), the princess took command. “Quiet, Maria! Go to the house.” And then, as Maria retreated unwillingly, the princess said, “Good morning it is, Mr. Lammiter.” Maria, more reassured, covered another ten feet towards the villa, but there she stood, loyally disobedient, her face masked in peasant suspicion.
The princess looked at him searchingly. She was angry. “All gates are locked. Am I to believe you climbed over my wall?”MoreLess
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