The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. “Tell me more about this Martin Chen. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. ” Ann Veronica regarded her sister with a new respect, but the traditions of family life are strong. She taught him all the lore she had; about bird-life and tree-life and the changing mysteries of the sea. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. She responded at once, rapping him on the knuckles with her fan. She warmed to him fast, her anger was much harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of affection. “It may be her salvation.
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