*** Madame la Comtesse de St Erme regarded the English major with a lacklustre eye, Gerald thought. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. It hadn’t even been called Kentucky back then when the Shawnee still hunted deer over mossy hills and the smoke from their fires could still inspire terror. “You remind me of the story which they tell against us over here, you know—of the Englishman who refused to be saved from drowning because he was unacquainted with his rescuer. Section 1. She broke a cobblestone over his head and he was out.
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