Ann Veronica glanced at the mirror to discover a flushed and dishevelled disorder. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. She warmed to him fast, her anger was much harder to carry than the pleasant everyday neutrality of affection. When she looked into their eyes, her despair put her beyond tears. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. ‘Can’t have been a common housebreaker, you see,’ Hilary explained to Lucilla, quite unnecessarily. I am yours for the making over. B.
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