She knew blood was rushing to his face and other places as well. She, however, had no idea of doing anything of the sort. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. They were filthy after the burial. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me.
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