The terrific mental tension of the past few months —that had held his bodily nourishment in a kind of strangulation—became as a dream; and now his vitals responded rapidly to food and air. ” Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly garbed waiter, threw open the door. He was the social order; he was law and wisdom. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. “He’s a Fellow of the Royal Society, and he can’t be much over thirty,” said Miss Klegg.
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