. ‘But with more courage in her little finger than in many another female’s entire body. . Gerald swore. The fever came. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. I am used, you understand, to guard my secret. ’ ‘Yes, but I do not like to scrub the floor and peel the vegetables and feed the pig. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk.
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