Rapture Becomes Her (2011)
“The smell and bleating of sheep surrounded him and he risked turning his head and stared into the brown faces of half a dozen placidly chewing ewes. A shepherd, he decided. A shepherd had found him. Loren? Yes. It was, Loren, Emily’s head shepherd.
At the first sign of returning life from Barnaby, Loren cried, “Milord! Thank God, you’re alive! Gave me a fright, you did, when I topped the rise and saw you lying here, like one dead.” And when Barnaby tried to sit up, Loren pushed him gently back ...down. “No. No. Lay there—you’ll most likely be sick if you try to get up. You’ve an ugly gash across your forehead where you hit your head when you fell.”
Ignoring Loren’s advice, Barnaby sat up and was instantly, violently sick. When he stopped retching, Loren handed him a rag. After Barnaby had wiped away all signs of his bout with nausea, from one of the voluminous pockets of his old jacket Loren brought forth a leather-covered flask that he thrust into Barnaby’s hand. “Drink this,”MoreLess
At the first sign of returning life from Barnaby, Loren cried, “Milord! Thank God, you’re alive! Gave me a fright, you did, when I topped the rise and saw you lying here, like one dead.” And when Barnaby tried to sit up, Loren pushed him gently back ...down. “No. No. Lay there—you’ll most likely be sick if you try to get up. You’ve an ugly gash across your forehead where you hit your head when you fell.”
Ignoring Loren’s advice, Barnaby sat up and was instantly, violently sick. When he stopped retching, Loren handed him a rag. After Barnaby had wiped away all signs of his bout with nausea, from one of the voluminous pockets of his old jacket Loren brought forth a leather-covered flask that he thrust into Barnaby’s hand. “Drink this,”MoreLess
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