Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. “There’s no delusions, so far as I know,” said Ann Veronica. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then.
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