There was much exchange of compliments, and when all were seated around a grand fireplace, Lord Talbot and his son entered the great room to add their greeting.When compliments and inquiries of good health had been exchanged by all and assurances that the mother and baby were doing well, Phillipa de Castone turned to the squire as if she were directing her discourse to him only, but her voice was raised sufficiently for all to hear her exclaim, "I do not believe that I have seen that particular color blue worn by anyone I know for at least three seasons." Maudelayne Bailey, overhearing the intentionally cruel remark, looked to Cresseyde to see the effects of Phillipa’s barb, and to convey, by a nod, that she was well aware of the impropriety of a host treating a guest so ungraciously.This somewhat perplexed her, as she was sure that it would hold interest to one such as he who had expressed, on several occasions, a desire to become acquainted with all English prose.
This color becomes you." Upon hearing the knight’s chivalrous attention to her guest, Phillipa de Castone, not wanting attention diverted from her to another, remarked, "Oh, yes, indeed Lord Talbot, mother always exclaims that my blue dress does wonders for my complexion.
I would not say it myself, but my acquaintances are always commenting thus: that my coloring is especially enhanced by a deep blue, but also by the lively green I now wear." The knight, understanding Phillipa de Castone all too well, nodded politely, and turned to Madam Bailey making reference to the fact that he missed his own dear wife, and that any man – even on business outings – as truly blessed to have his wife accompany him.
He attributed it solely to the influence of this sweet young girl, Cresseyde Folkestone.
Lord Talbot, assuming that Cresseyde had been the object of Phillipa’s negative attention, and must have had her feelings injured, said, "My dear girl, you look so lovely tonight.
On the other hand, it seemed to have gained great readership if the number of copies give any indication of its popularity.
Madam Bailey has a well worn copy, which I understand that she has read many times.
Matthew 6: 28-29 When the small party entered the brightly lit de Castone house, noticeable initial trepidation could be felt within the heart of one entering there.
Lady de Castone made an enormous fuss over her guests, targeting, in particular, Madam Bailey’s lovely dress.
Rough sex is surely an acquired taste, and most ladies even pretend they are not particularly into it.
There are many ladies still that like taking it rough, in their pussy or ass, and preferably even from more than a single partner.
It is a book, moreover, from which my family quotes often." Phillipa de Castone, grinning openly enough to show her teeth, responded with delight, "Well, of course, dear girl, your family would find that book especially interesting." "Yes, Miss de Castone, if seeking truth and justice be subjects of interest, it holds great interest for not only my family, but also for many families." The squire throughout this conversation (which went on for some time in this vein) made very little comment other than to nod now and again to Phillipa de Castone and to turn his gaze intently upon the responses of the plowman’s daughter.