Her mother did not seem to like the new doctor at all, shunning him with a near superstitious dread. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door. He dared not go on. Nigel Ennison was he. “But I have forbidden it!” he said, raising his voice. She bolted upright as she heard footsteps rumble towards the door, cursing UPS for being so damn persistent in such foul weather.
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