Hearing the approach of the rider, Mr. ‘But I have been perfectly honest about that. Always as black and bitter as gall. That terrible laughter, just before his senses had left him! Why? Here was a word that volleyed at her from all directions, numbed and bewildered her: the multiple echoes of her own first utterance of the word. Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world.
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