” She rose up. Then it was the woman herself who was changed. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. He did not have to. This was his sister, evidently in the last extremity.
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