She reminded herself, very firmly, that being disarmed in the presence of Richelieu was the one thing she could least afford. The combination of that keen intellect and the personal warmth and grace was disarming to someone like Rebecca, with her own basically intellectual temperament. */And quite charming, in person-that she had not expected. Whatever else he was, Richelieu was possibly the most intelligent man she had ever met in her life. One thing, if nothing else, had become quite clear to her in the few short minutes since she had been ushered in to a private audience with the cardinal. Rebecca pondered that smile, for a moment, while she marshaled her answer. "A 'Siamese,' you call it? Surely you have not managed to establish trade relations with southeast Asia in such a short time? Even given your mechanical genius, that would seem almost another miracle." Rebecca had just presented it to Richelieu as a diplomatic gift. Richelieu ignored Rebecca Stearns entirely, for a few seconds, as his forefinger played with the little paws of the kitten in his lap. The coloration is marvelous, as well."įor a moment, the aristocratic and intellectual face of France's effective ruler dissolved into something much more youthful. "I've never seen a cat with such delicate features. "How utterly delightful!" exclaimed Richelieu.
To Sharon and Lucille, for putting up with us while we disappeared into this book
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