“He rang the bell for everyone, so their souls could go safely to heaven.” “Don’t you think we’d better be going?” Colin whispered. “It’s almost dark out.” “Even Rosemund,” Kivrin said as if she hadn’t heard. “He was already ill. I told him there wasn’t time, that we had to leave for Scotland.” “We must go now,” Dunworthy said, “before the light fails.” She didn’t move or let go of Roche’s hand. “He held my hand when I was dying.” “Kivrin,” he said gently. She laid her hand on Roche’s cheek, looked at him a long moment, and then got to her knees. Dunworthy offered her his hand, but she stood
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