Sublime

Lally was a decade too old to be the subject of Farr’s interest. What a wounding relief.

L. N. FOWLER

appraised. Not that the opinion of one sixteen-year-old held any value in Jill’s world – her need for that kind of approval was thirty-five years behind her – but there was something about Margot Russell’s cool gaze that was strangely unnerving.

As one turn-of-the-century American physician put it, “Just plain advice was never productive of revenue unless fortified by a few pills.”

‘If a physician has performed a major operation on a lord with a bronze lancet and has saved the lord’s life . . . he shall receive ten shekels of silver’ (more than a craftsman’s annual pay); but if he caused the death of such a notable, his hand would be chopped off.