“But I—I went to Nigel Ennison for help. It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. “No thanks, Cathy. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo.
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