She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. And he had good reason before long to congratulate himself on his forbearance. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. She pulled him towards the bed.
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