Ann Veronica woke rather later than usual, and lay awake for some minutes before she remembered a certain resolution she had taken in the small hours. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank. For so far she had kept it uncashed. Wood.
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