I said as how I’d tell Mr Jarvis as he wanted to take you away. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance. The door opened, and a slightly overweight pretty blonde, an older, wiser version of Michelle, came into view. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. It filled her with indefinable fear. Part 6 When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust.
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