There was a little pause between them, full for Ann Veronica of rapid elusive suspicions and intimations. " "How?" "Listen to me, Thames. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. You are very lovely, Ruth.
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