The Naive and Sentimental Lover by John Le Carre'

Author:John Le Carre'
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781101535486
Publisher: Penguin Group USA, Inc.
Published: 2011-06-21T10:00:00+00:00

At Allard, he offered her a trip to London to learn the hotel trade in which, he said, his father was immensely influential. Elise was very grateful but declined: her mother, she said, forbade her to travel alone. After that they talked little. Elise ate faster than Cassidy, and when she had finished she asked for a cab, which Cassidy paid for in advance.

She would have loved to stay longer, she explained to him, but she had obligations to her family.

Somewhere, nevertheless, in a white house in Paris, in an attic lifted from the warm streets and set above a courtyard that echoed with the rifle shots of beaten carpets, in a city trembling with the energies of love, in a wide brass bed with a down comforter washed white by the moon, somewhere between dusk and dawn, in that hour which after great exertion comes before intense fatigue, alone at last in the inward world of his romantic dreams, Cassidy loved Elise.

She came to him through the window, in long strides of her sheer white legs; lit by the striped moonlight of the shutters, she stood at his bedhead whispering Burgess. Her body rose like a white candle out of her fallen clothes, her tiny nipples were pink stains in the wax. Burgess are you there? Yes Elise. Burgess tu es tellement gentil: do you really want to marry me? Yes Elise. Why are you dressed, Burgess? I was going to find you Elise. I was going to walk the streets until I found you, then take you to the Sacré Coeur, where influential priests are waiting to perform the ceremony. That is a very sensible arrangement. But what shall we do about money? I have secreted twenty thousand pounds at the Banque Fédérale in the Elysées. I achieved this illegally by making fictitious payments for French components. Burgess, she breathed.

She undressed him with gravity, loosening first his tie and lifting it in a loop wide of his ears in order not to crush the silk. Burgess, mon artiste, my inventor, my child, my husband, my provider, is anyone as rich as you? No, said Cassidy. But best of all it has not affected my integrity. That is true, said Elise. You have great naturalness. Sometimes, undressing him, she had to pause and settle him for her pleasure, pressing his head against her breasts or lap, his cheek into the silky odourless hair between her long closed thighs, arranging him like loved sculpture in the moonlight, commending his dimensions to unseen female friends, calling him kind and virile, gentle, brave, and virtuous. Venez, she whispered at last, turning to him the long plain of her back. Follow my immaculate and pert behind, my twin watermelons which slyly conceal the crevice of forbidden love, the Secret Flower of the uninhibited Orient. Elise, my person is protruding and erect. Will you cohabit with me? It is my highest ambition, Burgess. She led him from the centre, encircling his manhood with her long, domesticated fingers as they drifted back and forth over the Paris sky.

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