It was the gallows. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. "Ruth?" he called. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. Light flooded the uncarpeted chamber, revealing the decayed state of the place. She unlaced his pants and slid them down his hips, examining him as he stood before her naked. " "I wish you did have some faults, Ruth. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. Her lips parted, but no words came.
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