She refused to sleep in the same room with him one night, kicking him in the shins. Piano wire, stained with black rust from the horrible deeds she had committed. “That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. My nerves are shaken.
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