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Sharpes Sword :: Корнуэлл Бернард
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“The words were said by Captain Sharpe, my dear, I just repeated them.”
The huge blue eyes looked at Sharpe. “How pretty, Captain Sharpe.”
He was blushing because of Spears’ lie and he hid it by wrenching the reins harshly about and staring at the quiescent French. Lord Spears followed him and spoke softly. “You fancy her, don’t you?”
“She’s a beautiful woman.”
“My dear Sharpe.” Spears leaned over and led the Rifleman’s horse forward a few paces. “If you want her, try her.” He laughed. “Don’t worry about me. She won’t look at me. She’s very discreet, our Helena, and she’s not going to endure Jack Spears boasting round the city that he tucked his feet in her bed. You should mount an attack, Sharpe!”
Sharpe was angry. “You mean lovers from the servant’s hall keep quiet, because they’re so grateful?”
“Your words, friend, not mine.”
“True.”
“And if you must know, you may be right.” Spears was still friendly, but his words were low and forceful. “Some people think the meat in the servant’s hall is better than the thin stuff served in the banquet hall.”
Sharpe looked at the handsome face. “La Marquesa?”
“She gets what she wants, you get what I want.” He grinned. “I’m doing you a favour.”
“I’m married.”
“God help me! Do you say your prayers every night?” Spears laughed aloud, then turned for hoofbeats presaged Wellington’s arrival at the head of his staff. The General reined in, doffed his bicorne hat, then cast a cold glance at Spears and Sharpe.
“You’re well escorted, Helena!”
“Dear Arthur!” She offered him her hand. “You have disappointed me!”
“I? How?”
“I came for a battle!”
“So did we all. If you have any complaints you must address them to Marmont. The fellow absolutely refuses to attack!”
She pouted at him. “But I so hoped to see a battle!”
“You will, you will.” He patted his horse’s neck. „I’ll lay you odds that the French will sneak away tonight. I gave them their chance and they turned it down, so tomorrow I’ll take those forts.“
“The forts! I can watch from the Palacio!”
“Then pray Marmont sneaks away tonight, Helena, for if he does I’ll lay on a full assault for you. All the battle you could wish!”
She clapped her hands. “Then I will give a reception tomorrow night. To celebrate your victory.
“The words were said by Captain Sharpe, my dear, I just repeated them.”
The huge blue eyes looked at Sharpe. “How pretty, Captain Sharpe.”
He was blushing because of Spears’ lie and he hid it by wrenching the reins harshly about and staring at the quiescent French. Lord Spears followed him and spoke softly. “You fancy her, don’t you?”
“She’s a beautiful woman.”
“My dear Sharpe.” Spears leaned over and led the Rifleman’s horse forward a few paces. “If you want her, try her.” He laughed. “Don’t worry about me. She won’t look at me. She’s very discreet, our Helena, and she’s not going to endure Jack Spears boasting round the city that he tucked his feet in her bed. You should mount an attack, Sharpe!”
Sharpe was angry. “You mean lovers from the servant’s hall keep quiet, because they’re so grateful?”
“Your words, friend, not mine.”
“True.”
“And if you must know, you may be right.” Spears was still friendly, but his words were low and forceful. “Some people think the meat in the servant’s hall is better than the thin stuff served in the banquet hall.”
Sharpe looked at the handsome face. “La Marquesa?”
“She gets what she wants, you get what I want.” He grinned. “I’m doing you a favour.”
“I’m married.”
“God help me! Do you say your prayers every night?” Spears laughed aloud, then turned for hoofbeats presaged Wellington’s arrival at the head of his staff. The General reined in, doffed his bicorne hat, then cast a cold glance at Spears and Sharpe.
“You’re well escorted, Helena!”
“Dear Arthur!” She offered him her hand. “You have disappointed me!”
“I? How?”
“I came for a battle!”
“So did we all. If you have any complaints you must address them to Marmont. The fellow absolutely refuses to attack!”
She pouted at him. “But I so hoped to see a battle!”
“You will, you will.” He patted his horse’s neck. „I’ll lay you odds that the French will sneak away tonight. I gave them their chance and they turned it down, so tomorrow I’ll take those forts.“
“The forts! I can watch from the Palacio!”
“Then pray Marmont sneaks away tonight, Helena, for if he does I’ll lay on a full assault for you. All the battle you could wish!”
She clapped her hands. “Then I will give a reception tomorrow night. To celebrate your victory.