‘Well! I hadn’t no notion as he’d got hisself married again. But if he speaks—I fear what he may tell. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where someone had pried out a few golden teeth. ’ His friend held it out of the way. Almost light-heartedly. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. “Do I understand you then to refuse my offer?” he asked Anna. Ann Veronica tried to seem absolutely unconcerned. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved.
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