" And she flung herself between them. A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt. ” Ann Veronica was stung to helpless anger. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time.
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