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Half-burnt in hearths and garroted in garrets.
“You could be an apparition, Mrs. Devine.” Sir Edmund smiles. “There’s something very otherworldly about you. Ethereal.”
“It’s like smoking cat shit and straw, Ruby.”
Moreover, women should have the uncontested right to enter the medical profession, being, as a general rule, notably less stupid than men.
A memory-reading, dry-land-drowning, man-biting sea lunatic.”
It me.
For this is their parting: as sudden and slow, surprising and foreseen as any parting. Between together and apart: an eyeblink and all of eternity.
Weeping. Bloody weeping.
