How did you like Tristan?” Ann Veronica paused the fraction of a second before her reply came. He could see lust virtually dripping from the dark-haired boy’s maw as she teased every last note from her shuddering violin, the devil in a black skirt. When Jack entered the cell, she was talking to herself in the muttering unconnected way peculiar to her distracted condition; but, after her eye had rested on him some time, the fixed expression of her features relaxed, and a smile crossed them. ” “No shit. “I don’t think you can have heard me, Vee,” he said, with intensely controlled fury. She held out her hand frankly.
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