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448 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1993
“what frightens you this mom [sic], mademoiselle?”
“she had no wish to go to mass that mom [sic].”
“You are indeed angry this mom [sic], Mary”
“He had a dagger in hand, one long and lethal and not meant for eating, and with a motion too fast for her to follow, he had sliced the bread [. . .] Stephen sent his dagger into the table at the same time that he lunged to his feet. The blade quivered, the hall fell silent. [. . .] Mary looked at Stephen’s dagger, where it stood upright, its lethal blade buried in the table nearly to the hilt.”
“His hands found her narrow rib cage. He pushed it in as he pumped more of his own air into her lungs.”
“she closed her eyes and sobbed”
“…whispering his name, sobbing his name.”
“when he rose up over her, she was sobbing.”
“Mary sobbed her joy.”
“Mary wept. Never had she known such pleasure.”
“Mary threw her head back, exultant, sobbing her intense pleasure. […] Mary wept.”