..." she blurted, "Please don't telephone." She took a deep breath. "If you promise faithfully that nobody else will know, then....then....I'll do it...." "Of course," murmured Henderson, confident now that his prey was in the bag, "Don't forget, I've just as much reason as you have for keeping this private." With that, he rose briskly from his chair and headed for the office door, motioning Sarah to follow him. The staircase up to the third floor was quite steep and Henderson was careful to let. But now the thought was in my head, I couldn’t understand why it hadn’t ever occurred to me before to try it.There were a lot of different trees there, some thin and short and obviously very young, and some huge that looked like they’d been there forever. Except for the rustling of leaves in the breeze, everything was quiet in a way that made it easy to forget again that we were in a public place.15Neither of us were saying anything, but that was okay with me. She was looking around between the. " Some of them certainly do. However, I don't plan on being single for long." Why's that?" I want to find a wife and settle down. What about you?" I'd love to get married myself. Sorry, that wasn't too forward, was it?" Not for me. Here, in Norway, the custom is serial monogamy, you know. When you sleep with a woman, she's your lady, until you stop sleeping with her." So, when that happens, you jump into the sack with someone else, and she becomes your girl, instead, right?" Precisely. That's. "I'll put it back on when it's time to leave."With the charm lifted, Imogen now felt the chill of the night air, but to her way of thinking, this weather could be hardly be called winter at all, despite the fact it was mid-February. She wondered for the hundredth time against what unknown past she was measuring her present experience. Why did she expect winters to be long, cold and snow-bound? How had she known to build a snow shelter when she had been caught outdoors in the Forbidden Forest.