She caught her breath, and her eyes were lit with a sudden terror. “I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night. She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. If you ride past the church, and mount the hill, you'll come to Neasdon and then you'll not have above half a mile to go.
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