" Carefully depositing Winifred on a sofa, Jack then extinguished the light, and, as he unfastened the door, crept behind it. She looked at him curiously. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. She looked around the apartment for other people. That’s who you ought to go and see, miss. It’s the sort of way a woman always does gloss over her ethical positions.
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