She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. Do you know, Annabel, that you are my wife. “Don’t come nearer!” she said. Part 3 Later they loitered along a winding path above the inn, and made love to one another. Sebastian dared not approach her. “I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night. ’ She was too distressed to bear this. Instead, God had sent her Sebastianus, a man who had sold his soul to the Devil to gain eternal life, or perhaps he was even the Devil himself. I've left mine on the spikes of the New Prison, and must borrow yours.
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