She remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. ‘If he had, he’d have found the sword, see. She was noisy and hilarious and enthusiastic, and her hair was always abominably done. “A sex of blacklegging clients. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door.
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