He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. When he returned, it was always the same. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. ’ ‘You mean imbecile, don’t you?’ Gerald said, and turned his head to share the joke with Melusine. I proved myself early as an athlete, skills I retained long after my return home. She drew it out with shaking fingers.
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