Diana Gabaldon Quote
Claire? he said, a question in his voice. I stopped, hand on the doorknob, feeling quite queer; he’d never called me by my name before. It took a small effort to look over my shoulder at him, but when I did, I found him smiling. Think of the deer, he said gently. My dear. I nodded, wordless, and made my escape. Only later, after I had washed—vigorously—dressed, and had a restorative cup of tea with brandy in it, did I make sense of this last remark. Its coming is a gift, he’d said of the white deer, which I accept with gratitude.
Diana Gabaldon
Claire? he said, a question in his voice. I stopped, hand on the doorknob, feeling quite queer; he’d never called me by my name before. It took a small effort to look over my shoulder at him, but when I did, I found him smiling. Think of the deer, he said gently. My dear. I nodded, wordless, and made my escape. Only later, after I had washed—vigorously—dressed, and had a restorative cup of tea with brandy in it, did I make sense of this last remark. Its coming is a gift, he’d said of the white deer, which I accept with gratitude.
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