“I don’t know,” said Ann Veronica; “I think I am. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. One gets drawn into things. It is no good. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. It was a huge stone placed there by some workmen occupied in repairing the structure.
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