Emma rises to her feet, and says, with great meaning, "Yes. Most men do not realize how lucky they are." She extends a hand to him, as if, perhaps, to shake his hand good night -- or, well who knows?
Erasmus takes the hand deftly, and bends his head over it as is habit, but for the light touch of lips on the back of her hand. "Some might," he
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