"...the Inuit's new camp...was in a valley, small and snug above a high-walled bight." (The Merman's Children, p. 180)
"Margrete...was attired in a gown and wimple..." (p. 186)
When Ingeborg brings Margrete good news and bids her to heed:
"A flaw of wind swooped into the court, raw and boisterous. A cloud passed overhead like a white banner. Crows laughed." (p. 187)
Boisterousness, a banner and laughter arrive with the good news. Here is the pathetic fallacy yet again.
I have reached the end of Book Three and am about to go out for part of the evening so we have reached a natural break.
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