The nursing brethren spoke in whispers to Jerott. Such stillness was what the overstrained body required. Pray God it would last.
Downstairs, Jerott unleashed his anxious irritation on Marthe. 'They know it can't last. Why don't they admit it?'
'They are kind. They are innocent. They believe God is merciful,' said Marthe.
Downstairs, Jerott unleashed his anxious irritation on Marthe. 'They know it can't last. Why don't they admit it?'
'They are kind. They are innocent. They believe God is merciful,' said Marthe.
( Dorothy Dunnett )
[ Pawn in Frankincense ]
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