She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. 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. Kneebone, on his return from Manchester. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. As her belly swelled, so did he. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back.
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