During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years. Or I should say—’ ‘Eugenia,’ cut in Gerald grimly. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions. “I wonder if I’ve been properly brought up. ’ A question leapt into Everett’s head and he recalled the letter to the Abbess. But there was nothing in her bearing that a passer-by would have noted, to tell of the excitement that possessed her. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive.
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