” She interrupted as Ann Veronica was about to speak again, with a bright contagious hopefulness. She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. Michelle looked like she was about to throw up herself. I—well, I lost my temper. “Well, lodgings and things! And I paid my fees at the College. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo. She felt like a dried-up old woman.
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