We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. When I carried you up here like a bride, that is the way I wanted us to be, Mary Lucia. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. ‘Not kill me, I mean.
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