Hello Maxie, It's good to get to read another post from you.
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“Nicola,” Antonin repeated.
The word might have sounded clumsy, had the person behind it been different, but his intonation gave it a certain class, as if he was attempting, in some very subtle way, to get a feel of the name; and gauge, from the sound, the personality that could lie behind it.
Or perhaps, that did lie behind it.
I don't intend this to offend you, and I hope it doesn't, but while I was reading this I pictured in my mind someone who Antonin reminds me of. I've never seen one in real life, but you see them on TV sometimes. Professional Wine Tasters. The ones that dress in formal attire, and conduct their buisness with a cold indifference, but pays close attention to their job at hand. His only goal is to determine the different qualities of a wine, and to taste if his wine he happens to be testing meets that code of excellence. Nothing is ever given away in his eyes, or actions, but can be heard saying in a distinguished voice the different qualities the wine has.
Nicola sounds like she would be a good friend to have. Unassuming. Non Judgemental, and fun if the occation arises.
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No wonder, of course – he looked, she affirmed to her own self, a downright gentleman, the kind that only a very fine family can produce --- and she, Nicola Shlyre Miller, ought to know quite well, having so defiantly mingled with the 'good' - or rather, rich - lot, despite the fact that the ‘finer’ they tended to be, the more pronounced [as a general rule] was there dislike of muggle-borns.
OK, so now, I don't know what to think of her. She has me baffled.
I wonder why she needs entrance into the ball. It sounds like she's on a mission.
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He would have no reason, to follow her.
Unless he wants to.
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“The pleasure is all mine, mademoiselle,” Antonin – he, for whom it was like child’s play to read her face, someone who was more amused, than anything else, by what he perceived went on, in her mind – returned warmly.
I think she might have a harder time axcusing herself from him then she thinks.
Great post Maxie! I hope we learn what has become of Jenna soon. I'm not telling you what to write mind you. I'm just curious out of my mind! Love you bunches, Maxie. I'll be watching for your next post.