The Ravagers
“Maybe I even looked hurt, like a boy who’d thought himself entitled to a goodnight kiss and found that his young lady had contrary notions.
“Just what,” I asked, “was that for?”
Genevieve laughed sharply. “Come now, Mr. Clevenger, let’s not carry the farce any farther. Do you really think I’m stupid enough to believe in that little ballet you just put on for my benefit?”
“But—”
“You’re not really much of an actor, you know. It was so obviously rehearsed! You should have made it look harder.”
I ...said, “Look, ma’am—”
“You can skip the country accent, too,” she snapped. She looked at the two figures sprawled on the grass. “Your friends must be very uncomfortable, lying there. Why don’t you tell them to get up and take their bows? They were quite good; they really had me believing they were escaped convicts, for a while. Until the sham battle started. That was most unconvincing, Mr. Clevenger. Do you know what it reminded me of? A story I read as a girl, by Sabatini or somebody.MoreLess
“Just what,” I asked, “was that for?”
Genevieve laughed sharply. “Come now, Mr. Clevenger, let’s not carry the farce any farther. Do you really think I’m stupid enough to believe in that little ballet you just put on for my benefit?”
“But—”
“You’re not really much of an actor, you know. It was so obviously rehearsed! You should have made it look harder.”
I ...said, “Look, ma’am—”
“You can skip the country accent, too,” she snapped. She looked at the two figures sprawled on the grass. “Your friends must be very uncomfortable, lying there. Why don’t you tell them to get up and take their bows? They were quite good; they really had me believing they were escaped convicts, for a while. Until the sham battle started. That was most unconvincing, Mr. Clevenger. Do you know what it reminded me of? A story I read as a girl, by Sabatini or somebody.MoreLess
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