V. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ Martha begged. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. “I shall not speak,” he said, “now or at any other time. I was grounded for the last two weeks. I had to go at a moment’s notice. “That’s all,” she said “I’m afraid I’m a little confused about these things. Sheila, a normally sound sleeper, woke one night to find both her husband and her foster daughter had snuck from their beds, and this infuriated her. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. “I am tired,” she said, “and I want to rest.
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