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“Goodnight. ’ Gerald hissed in a doubtful breath. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. “May I tell Nigel to come and see you again? I am not here to do his love-making for him, you know. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. She wormed her way past Sebastian, glanced at her mother’s blackened face, her obscenely naked body bulging with yellow and black buboes under the arms and in the groin that oozed stinking fluid. If Ann Veronica could have put words to that song they would have been, “Hot-blooded marriage or none!” but she was far too indistinct in this matter to frame any words at all.
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