He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. ‘Wait a minute, though. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. His face fell.
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