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“The height of the Chacoan culture lasted from A.D. 1055 to 1083, corresponding to the period of most intense building activity. This period also produced the most startling series of events in the heavens that have taken place within the Iast few thousand years. In July 1054 the supernova which produced the Crab Nebula blazed in the daytime skies for three weeks and remained visible at night for nearly two years. Some twelve years later, in 1066, Halley's Comet appeared, frightening Europeans on the eve of the Battle of Hastings. Another decade later, on March 7, 1076, a total solar eclipse was visible south of Chaco Canyon. In 1077 sunspots large enough to be seen with the naked eye were reported in China, beginning a more than two-hundred-year period of unusual sunspot activity. And again on July 11, 1097, another total eclipse passed over the Southwest. The inhabitants of Chaco Canyon may have been so startled and puzzled by these events that they became devoted sky watchers, investing much more effort in astronomy than they might have had the heavens been ordinary and unchanging.”

“I shall never forget my first sight of Mary Cavendish. Her tall, slender form, outlined against the bright light; the vivid sense of slumbering fire that seemed to find expression only in those wonderful tawny eyes of hers, remarkable eyes, different from any other woman's that I have ever known; the intense power of stillness she possessed, which nevertheless conveyed the impression of a wild untamed spirit in an exquisitely civilised body—all these things are burnt into my memory. I shall never forget them.”

“Do you think I should be paying my addresses to Mrs. Martin, my dear Miss Fitzhugh?” he whispered. “Martin doesn’t look the sort to have enough stamina to service two women. And goodness knows you could probably exhaust Casanova himself.” Again this insinuation that she must be a sufferer of nymphomania. Behind her fan, she put her lips very close to his ear. “You’ve no idea, my Lord Hastings, the heated yearnings that singe me at night, when I cannot have a man. My skin burns to be touched, my lips kissed, and my entire body passionately fondled.” Hastings was mute, for once. He stared at her with something halfway between amusement and arousal. She snapped shut her fan and rapped his fingers as hard as she could, watching with great satisfaction as he choked back a yelp of pain. “By anyone but you,” she said, and turned on her heels.”

“Hastings sat down and braced his arm along the back of the chaise, quite effectively letting it be known he did not want anyone else to join them. “You look frustrated, Miss Fitzhugh.” He lowered his voice. “Has your bed been empty of late?” He knew very well she’d been watched more closely than prices on the stock exchange. She couldn’t smuggle a hamster into her bed, let alone a man. “You look anemic, Hastings,” she said. “Have you been leaving the belles of England breathlessly unsatisfied again?” He grinned. “Ah, so you know what it is like to be breathlessly unsatisfied. I expected as little from Andrew Martin.” Her tone was pointed. “As little as you expect from yourself, no doubt.” He sighed exaggeratedly. “Miss Fitzhugh, you disparage me so, when I’ve only ever sung your praises.” “Well, we all do what we must,” she said with sweet venom. He didn’t reply—not in words, at least.”