Wanted, A Gentleman

WANTED, A Gentleman of better character than he knows, who plays the Villain to the manner born. Prompt application to M.St.V. is greatly desired as a Promise remains to be kept.

His shirtsleeves were rolled up against the heat, baring forearms that Theo wanted, suddenly and urgently, to squeeze between his thighs.

Perhaps I am simply tired of the man I have become. I would rather be the man you thought I was.

[...] the careless, filthy embrace of London

The air was fresh so early in the morning, the sun was bright but not yet too hot, there were birds chirruping and a pleasant breeze and a view over green fields and all that sort of bloody pastoral nonsense that people used to justify their misfortune in living outside London.

You’re not doing this for smiles, Swann, he told himself. You don’t want his smiles. But still he found he was grinning helplessly back

You've the world before you. It's quite a big place, once you can raise your head and see it

Martin, you must,” Mr. Conroy said urgently, seizing his hand. “She won’t listen to anyone else, she never does. You can surely make her change her course before anything happens to her. Or if—if it is too late, she will need someone she can turn to, and who else is there she will trust in this but you or I? I am too damned old, too slow. Act for me, please. Bring our girl home.