The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. Gold-handled, too. Part 7 As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that needed a little care. Besides, my husband has shares in Sir John’s company. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. ’ ‘Yes, that’s what I’m talking about,’ Gerald said. He would be off her case just as soon as his fever for her broke and he found a lover, and she imagined he must have plenty of girls from ritzy families lining up to choose from.
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