Margaret Pedler

Margaret Pedler

Summary

Portrait of Margaret Pedler Margaret Pedler A Dangerous Woman (1925)

An old Italian woman, her dark eyes bright and glancing like a robin's, peered at him scrutinisingly. Could he see the signora? She shook her head doubtfully. Peter smiled at her—that lovable, half whimsical smile of his which so few women could resist—and the old serving woman melted. Yes, it was true—the signora had finished her siesta. Perhaps she would receive the signoré inglese. The name? A swift expression of surprise crossed her face as Peter gave his name.
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Portrait of Margaret Pedler Margaret Pedler A Dangerous Woman (1925)

What I'm thinking”—his eyes, fixed on Toby's face, narrowed suddenly—“is that Dolores di Ravoglini is not a fit woman to put in your mother's place. You think that, too, don't you?”
The boy's face whitened under the tan.
“That's not fair,” he cried in a stifled voice.
Toby had risen. He stood still, clenching and unclenching his hands. Then: “I'm going to marry her,” he said jerkily. “I can't throw her over. You would have a man treat a woman like that?—and such a woman!—she is wonderful—she's been wonderful to me. You have never seen her.
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