” Ann Veronica was stung to helpless anger. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Spurling. Then he could hear Hilary breathing beside him, and from outside the muted twittering of birds. He was Julian five years younger, the spitting image.
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