She thought of all sorts of odd and desperate expedients, and with passionate petulance rejected them all. “I knew that you waited at the farmhouse. Somewhere in the world there was a book clerk with a discerning mind; for he had given her the best he had. One night, she drew close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing his back. It was the expression of Miss Klegg’s face that put the idea into Ann Veronica’s head of showing Manning at the College one day, an idea which she didn’t for some reason or other carry out for a fortnight. Celeste introduced him to me—oh, how Celeste hated me! She must have known. . Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering.
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