“LOOKS all right,” said Ann Veronica, regarding him with her head first on
one side and then on the other, and trying to be agreeable. ‘Good. “Do you think he’s still around?” She paused
thoughtfully. David left this afternoon. The ribald demons that infested the back of Ann Veronica’s mind urged
various facetious interrogations upon her, as, for example, where the witness had
acquired his prose style. More than this, it would serve to mitigate her own abysmal loneliness to
pool it temporarily with his. Wood was once a favourite of yours. He embraced her,
kissing her cheek, then her neck. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through
the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet.
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