“No,” said Ann Veronica, “but I want to know. . “Should I leave? Sounds like she is running out of food. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. Jonathan, however, still lingered. 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.
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