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‘I don’t think he deserved that, Melusine. ” “Of course I am. ” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. "Red apples and snow!" she sent back at him, her face suddenly transfixed by some inner glory. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. But the restraint exercised by her instinctive delicacy was very great; over and above coarse or sexual matters it covered religion and politics and any mention of money matters or crime, and Ann Veronica found herself wondering whether these exclusions represented, after all, anything more than suppressions.
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