His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. He had never wanted daughters. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. “Does Mr. Cool and sunny, it seemed that God himself smiled upon that day, the sunbeams streaming through the magnificent arches dustily as the priest murmured in soporific Latin. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up. He ignored her protests in order to pursue some impressive line of his own. Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. The Widow and her Child. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. Preparations were next made for taking Thames on board.
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