How the devil did you break a picture?’
‘Don’t be obtuse, Hilary. She obeyed, extending her arm. The looming face was
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over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars
held her down. Yet her aunt, with a ringed hand flitting to
her lips and a puzzled, worried look in her eyes, deaf to all this riot of warmth
and flitting desire, was playing Patience—playing Patience, as if Dionysius and
her curate had died together. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying
flames. I do not understand why you and your
sister should not see more of one another. ‘But what will happen to Lucia? Are we to kill her?’
‘Of course not. If he had got off, they might have hanged me, and welcome. To-night I
locked up my flat at six o’clock.
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