“Of course you
don’t. I’ve paid for you and
helped you, and I’m going to conquer you somehow—if I have to break you to
do it. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it
was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up
the Avenue. Mary
Remenham had passed on her every feature to the daughter whose advent had
taken her from this world. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws
cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to
bodily cleanliness. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he
bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. ‘I believe that. But this was long ago. A corner could
hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic
ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted
from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on
delicate miniature wooden stages. Buck up. He has
helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’
Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind.
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