Holding down the light, he perceived that the wounded man had risen to the surface, and was trying to clamber up the slippery sides of the well. Martha had been more to her than that. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe.
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