She pointed. He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. 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. “It’s still a marvel to me that we are to be forgiven,” she said, turning. 1.
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