”
Capes let his oar smack on the water. She
raided their settlements in shifts, staggering her kills from
tribe to tribe, undiscriminating of their petty politics. On this fresh
outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the
boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself
to meet his fate. So the young fool had not told her! McClintock had suspected as much. She tried to imagine herself
“getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or
as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and
independent flat. She
breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had
prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with
the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. Ruth's gaze wandered from the printed
page.
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