Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. He rested his brow on his hand and conveyed magnificent tragedy by his pose. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. The air was crisp and dry. She cried out in pain, then in pleasure as he thrust himself into her. He used a most awful word! Then he said, ‘It’s Ann Veronica gone to join her sister!’ ‘Gone!’ I said. It is not at all what I expected either.
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