Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. That is why I called myself Anna. Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. ‘Monsieur, my wife intended not to anger you,’ he said in a tone of apology.
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