False Pretenses
December, 1959
Robert De Saint-Fal, a dashing young captain of the Dragoons, was infatuated with a damsel named Nancy who was beyond all doubt the fairest in the whole city of Paris or in its suburbs. Although she was haughty and cared only for plumes and trinkets, her aloofness made him more aflame than ever. "Nancy," he cried, "can you have no pity on my burning love?""I suppose I might consider it. were I not so busy these days. You do seem a reasonably likeable young man, though ra...
