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" "Perhaps I read of it somewhere. It is one of God’s laws that a woman may defend her honour, even with the shedding of blood. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. From a scout stationed at the northern entrance, whom she addressed in the jargon of the place, with which long usage had formerly rendered her familiar, she ascertained that Blueskin, accompanied by a youth, whom she knew by the description must be her son, had arrived there about three hours before, and had proceeded to the Cross Shovels. All the furniture was moved, all the meals were disarranged, and everybody, Ann Veronica included, appeared in new, bright costumes. Manning at last broke down by coming directly at her as she talked with the vicar’s aunt about some of the details of the alleged smell of the new church lamps.

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