She turned off the light and approached the window. With a moment of inward shame he remembered his deportment towards Anna. ’ ‘Not dead, miss. It is a matter of degree. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. But to live at peace with your neighbour…. He did not know what her game was, although he had a shrewd suspicion that she had been co-opted into it by her supposed husband, the soi-disant Valade. Ann Veronica tried to seem absolutely unconcerned. “I didn’t think you’d come.
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