See paragraph 1. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed.
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