[ She weighs light as a feather. Sharpe looks at her for a moment before he pulls her just a little bit closer, until their sides touched and they can move without jarring her too much.
She's a beautiful woman, that's what she is. Haughty, of course, but that's the way the noble-born behave, and he's not surprised or put off by it.
He grunts slightly. ]
That's a bit high up from where I'm living, ma'am. [ Almost idly. ] But aye, I know the place.
action;
She's a beautiful woman, that's what she is. Haughty, of course, but that's the way the noble-born behave, and he's not surprised or put off by it.
He grunts slightly. ]
That's a bit high up from where I'm living, ma'am. [ Almost idly. ] But aye, I know the place.
[ And they start walking, a little unsteadily. ]