Part 4 At eight that evening Miss Stanley tapped at Ann Veronica’s bedroom door. The turnkey looked round the next moment, but the manoeuvre escaped his observation. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. ” He sat for a moment, absorbing. A woman’s shoe lay on the threadbare carpeting. He was mad. ’ Chapter Twelve In the elegantly appointed blue saloon, Melusine sat disconsolate, gazing out of the window at the dull sky.
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