Not like my father. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. Instinctively she imitated this action, chilled and a little frightened at the expression of terror that confronted her. Who could guarantee a safer existence outside Florence? That Sebastian seemed to have a weird immunity to the Pestilence was a trait that went unquestioned, unanswered. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. Anna held out her hand, and he paused. She screamed as she saw that their throats had been ripped out and their dead eyes bulged with horror as their heads lolled from mere strings of sinew and flesh. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. “You’ll be there, right?” She asked, hearing his breathing audibly jump.
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