The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. ‘I’m only surprised you have not released yourself. I want to shout! I want to sing! I am glad! I am glad to be alive because you are alive! I am glad to be a woman because you are a man! I am glad! I am glad! I am glad! I thank God for life and you. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him. ” “She’ll meet somebody one of these days—walking about like that. ” “You mean to say,” Anna said slowly, “that you are going to leave your husband?” “Yes. The crown has passed from the brow of one monarch to that of another. ‘We were wondering about that.
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