Ann Veronica found herself in the presence of the most disconcerting fact in human experience, the kindliness of people you believe to be thoroughly wrong. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. I hope you won’t think less of me, you’ve treated me so well. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor.
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