Sleepy Fox Hollow she tells me 'worship in the bedroom'

"everything, and nothing," the general murmured, pushing away from the crag that he might fully face her. he had come alive at her touch, but fretfully spurned it as an effect of the coming season. what was it she had to say? mahler only wished ketzia would speak it, would not allow them to converse so casually when the weight of her true reasoning lay damp between them.
some inner thought spurred the want to reach toward her again, but he dared not. the tearing would be too much, for he had lost her respect in his fever-time, and had long lived in fear that ketzia too would be lost.