‘What Frenchman would that be, missie? We ain’t let no one escape. I'm heading for bed. She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them.
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