. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. She hunted the markets for bread and treats so they could feast during the day. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. She warmed to him fast, her anger was much harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of affection. “It’s not. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear.
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