Sophia

SophiaMan in Black SuitLucy
Max groaned, but nodded affirmation. "Failure is Passage. A-plus!"
Tears stood in Leonid's eyes. "Commencedomship!" He put his arm around me and declared that while he could not but adore, with each breath he drew, the woman who'd inspired him from the grave, he would no longer dream that she might requite him, but rather that she and I would one day wed. "Never mind you!" he roared at Stoker, whose grin suggested to me that he himself might have arranged My Ladyship's engagement. Anastasia, said Leonid, deserved no less a husband than the very GILES, whom in turn no mate would serve but the passèdest.
I listened uncomfortably. "The fact is, Leonid --"
"You mean the flunkèdest," Peter Greene interrupted. "Durnedest floozy in the whole flunking . Not thatI care!"
The change in Peter Greene's manner, which had begun with his attack on Anastasia and grown during his detention, was now in full flower. So far from admiring My Ladyship for not pressing the charge of rape, he took her admissions