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. I made Hainault’s acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. The boy would never know just how lucky he was. He was a philosopher.
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