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’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. “And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any one of my sort ever gets to prayer. He was always visualizing the Hand whenever he let his gaze rest upon the horizon. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it.
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