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‘Nonsense, it’ll give Pottiswick something genuine to complain about,’ said
Gerald cheerfully, moving to the edge of the trees. His high brow
was what caused all the ladies in town to covet him, it
radiated intelligence but also something more primal. “I’m just off, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. Was
there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully
furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were
they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a
rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going
astray. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses.
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