Whenever you grow impatient with her, remember the folly of her father. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes. It's exactly like a miniature I have in my pocket. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. ‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart.
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