The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. ‘You knew her well, Miss Mary?’ Mrs Ibstock turned at the window. She admired and rather pitied him, and she was unfeignedly grateful to him. “Yes, aren’t they?” said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. ’ ‘Is it, now? Well you won’t, then, for he won’t hear nothing, missie.
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