"I thought you were in a lot of pain, buster. She looked at him, gaze narrowing slightly. In order to purchase products from Camber Wines, please confirm that you are over 18 years old. "Annie, could you wait five minutes?" he managed. He looked at her helplessly, knowing he was going to be caught after all. " He knew what he wanted to say but it was drifting away from him. "Dear old Geoffrey" He spoke it aloud this time as he stepped into the huge and stuporously warm West Country kitchen. He shoved the last under the mattress, then leaned back and looked up at the ceiling, where the W's danced drunkenly across the plaster. "Just a minute longer, Paul, and you can take a snooze." "By the sound o" ye coat a-drippin" out there in the entry, ye nairly drowned between the sheds and the hoose" Make sure you do that so if she changes the bed she won't pull them out with the ground sheet. Get them as far under as you can, he thought blindly. He held onto one thought - she was going to lift him into bed, and when she did that she would have to be blind as well as numb not to notice that the back of his underwear happened to be stuffed with little boxes. and your legs must be singing grand opera." He nodded, although the truth was that he could not feel anything - this medication on top of what he'd already given himself was rolling him toward unconsciousness at an alarming rate, and he was beginning to see the room through gauzy layers of gray. "Now let's get you back in bed," she said. She took the urinal away from him and set it carefully on the floor. The moisture running down his cheeks now was not rainwater but tears.Īlthough Ian Carmichael would not have moved from Little Dunthorpe for all the jewels in the Queen's treasury, he had to admit to himself that when it rained in Cornwall it rained harder than anywhere else in England. "I thought you were in a lot of pain, buster." She looked at him, gaze narrowing slightly. It was only after midnight, an hour after Geoffrey had ridden into the gathering storm to try and fetch the doctor, that the midwife had grown alarmed. Her labor had been long and hard, but no longer and no harder than that of many other young ladies she had seen, the midwife declared. "To let the medication work?" she asked, and he nodded gratefully.ĭistantly, from the parlor, he could hear the rippling strains of Chopin, and he paused with the strip of towel still in his left hand, listening.
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