Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no. ‘Ah, now I may see what damage Gérard has done to me,’ she muttered, crossing to the table and putting her hand to the sore place at her neck. She had almost chosen to prostitute herself rather than live in that animal state once, but had found a warm cave in Kentucky just as situations had grown truly desperate. There was little more here than a sideboard, a chest for the vestments, and a simple wooden chair.
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