There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. I ought to be able to think things out. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. They made a stratum into which Ann Veronica was now plunged up to her neck; it had become her stratum.
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