“He was in holy orders, and we were to have been married when he got a living. ” “But if we were?” said Ann Veronica. “Don’t be a hypocrite. He would pick a random member of the ever-shifting household for the sake of example. Once she reached the bamboo curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a familiar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a constantly deepening interest in Ann Veronica. The walls were of immense thickness; the small windows double-grated and unglazed; the fire-place was without a grate; and a barrack-bed, divided into two compartments, occupied one corner. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying.
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