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Estelle's husband was nowhere to be seen. He had become very taken with the activities of Adolf Hitler and the Nazis in Europe and was using his extensive prestige in the United States as the modern adventurer darling to promote U.S. isolationism in the disturbing gathering of storm clouds across the Atlantic. Estelle had decided that she couldn't stomach his politics—at least not as much as she could stomach the masterful lovemaking of the famous rugged adventure author, J. Henry Kolester.
Besides Abegail's now-feeble minister father, of the surviving family members on both sides, only Fernand's son, Jezzie, was not at the wedding. Fernand had established in no uncertain terms that Jezzie would not be there; he was to keep to his side of the extensive Wolf holdings if he didn't want Fernand to pull the financial underpinnings from under him. And Jezzie might have a mean-streak still, albeit it reputably was being muted with maturity, but no one ever accused him of bein
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"Yes, I know, Abegail," Kolester said, and he gave her that big, handsome, melting smile he was so well known for. "The elk in your paintings are what first attracted me to you.""My elk?" Abegail said with a little frown. "That's quite a compliment for a woman, you know.""Ah, your beauty needs no compliment, my dear," Kolester said smoothly. "It exists above description. There, in fact, is no description that could do justice to your beauty.""So, now you are mocking me," Abegail retorted, her eyes dancing, telling him both that she was in good humour and that he'd struck deeply with his arrow."It is the spirit of the elk that moves me. Have you not seen that in some of my writing?""Yes, I have. I've seen that you've used several beasts of the wild, like the elk, for your images of perfection.""Ah, yes, you do understand then. I see them as everything I must possess. That's why I want to hunt the elk—not for the sport of killing them, really, but for the need to possess them and
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At length, he moved her again, on her belly over the saddle, and he kneeled behind her between her spread legs and fucked her long and deeply, all the while making love for her with the poetic murmurings of his rich baritone voice. He possessed her fully and several times and in various positions in front of the crackling fire throughout the chilling spring night. Her young, masterful, virile oak.The next afternoon, Abegail and Kolester were riding over the last ridge and within sight of the Water Creek Ranch compound on the hillock below them, when the riders who had been sent out to find them did find them. They spoke briefly and breathlessly to Abegail, who, leaving all of them behind, spurred her horse on a hell-bent, fury-tumbling ride down the mountain slopes. But she was too late. Fernand Wolf was already gone when she reached the lodge. His horse had been spooked by a rattlesnake at the far reaches of their fenceline, and the horse had thrown him and then landed on top of him
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"Who, what?" Abegail had just been up for four hours helping to foal a horse and wasn't prepared for the intrusion of the outside world."Black Tuesday and Black Thursday," George continued. "They did him in. James. James Shaffer. He's dead."After she had recovered a bit of her composure, Abegail asked for specifics."Surely you know about the stock market crashes, Abegail. This Tuesday and then even worse yesterday. The bottom has dropped out of the American economy. Just like that. Surely that news has made it to your little valley."Well, it had. Of sorts. But the world of finance was a long way from the remote Water Creek valley reaching down into the centre of Colorado from an even more remote Wyoming. Abegail had been much too busy entertaining a full house at the lodge and keeping her now much-smaller cattle herd fenced in."It's bad, Abegail. Bankers and financiers have lost everything. They're jumping out of windows, Abegail. Literally jumping out of windows. James too."Abe
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One evening, Kolester was trying to explain the central symbolism of the elk and the hunting of this beast that were vital to his Pulitzer-winning novel at the supper table, and Walker wasn't understanding—or was choosing not to understand—either the relevance or the import of this symbol to anything of value in American society, noting that this nation, like Europe, was rushing towards a world conflagration that had already raised its ugly head in East Asia. Thus, elk as a symbol of anything wasn't, in his opinion, relevant enough to merit a major literary prize—and he certainly couldn't see anything morally redeemable in hunting the majestic animals.This worked, Henry went to the point of saying he did hunt elk and would jolly well continue to do so—and, in fact, that he wanted to hunt elk from the ranch by the end of the week.Abegail was about to tell him that the ranch didn't make up hunting parties for anything larger than deer when they were in season any more when young Hamme
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When Henry Kolester came out of the bathroom, Abegail was gone from his bed. And she was nowhere in evidence for the remainder of his fall 1934 visit to the ranch. He left without seeing her again.Stanfield Walker visited the ranch in late October 1934, in keeping with the reservation he had made the previous year. And Abegail Rolando Raven Wolf married Stanfield Profit Walker in the chapel of Georgetown University in Washington, D.C., on December 22, 1934. The wedding was quickly arranged, and the wedding party was small. Just as the photograph Abegail had seen on J. Henry Kolester's nightstand was utterly revealing, as was the official wedding photograph. Everyone lined up on the verdant lawn outside the Gothic-style brownstone chapel—from the few in the groom's family who deigned to make the trip to Washington from New Hampshire, including his two sour-faced old maid sisters; to Dan and Hammer Raven; to Aunt Martha and her Thaddeus; to even the groom himself—looked dazed and confu
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Madame Chiang was using her most powerful wiles on the young congressman from Colorado. The intelligence on this man that the highly sophisticated Chinese intelligence had been able to dig up and pass on to T. V. Soong was that the man was a notorious skirt chaser and that he couldn't keep his cock in his pants for very long. Chiang had no intention of letting the man bed her, but she knew how to enflame a man to do her will. There were many who said she controlled all of China with her beauty and her woman's technique—neither one of which would have gotten her far in the staid Methodist women's seminary she had attended in America's South.She spent much of the meal using this technique on the congressman, eventually letting her hand do the talking for her under the tablecloth. She was sure that she would have no difficulty luring Fair into private discussions with T. V. Soong—and into a compromising position, if that was necessary—whenever her brother cons
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Wally Holland didn't even know Abegail was abroad until the following February when he received her terse and somewhat detached distantly posted Christmas card for 1935.In many ways, the six years Abegail spent with Stanfield in diplomatic service in tropical Kuala Lumpur were the happiest of her life. As rich and official Americans they lived like royalty, and every whim was seen to by someone else. Although they were physically closer to the gathering world war than anyone in the United States was, in terms of its effect on their lives, they were as far away from trouble and concern as they possibly could be.Still though, Abegail had some reason to regret that she wasn't home. In the spring of 1937, she became a grandmother. She didn't feel like a grandmother, certainly, and those in her community certainly didn't see the raven-haired beauty as a grandmother. But Hammer and his wife, Jezzica, had produced a son nonetheless, who they named Jasper, after both Jezzica's and Hammer's
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The distance between Kuala Lumpur and the mountain fastness of the Genting Highlands wasn't far at all in physical miles, but it was separated by centuries in cultural differences. As Abegail rode into the mountains, first by car, then by horse-drawn carriage, and finally on the back of an elephant, she sensed the years of progress—not always healthy progress—melting away, so that, when she arrived at the sprawling palace of interconnected wooden decks and open pavilions meandering around cliffs above deep, jungle-infested ravines that Sun Li called home, she had been transported back a century or more. There was no question from the moment they were helped off the elephants at the entry arch into the complex that Sun Li was both ruler and god here—that whatever he wanted would be done and was quite all right with all of his subjects.Abegail was met by a line of twittering young women, among whom she knew Sun Li's wives lurked, who bustled her away to the women's pavilions a
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