“That’s all very well when one isn’t the material experimented upon,” Ann Veronica had remarked. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. "I thought you'd have got rid of your ill-humour by this time. 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. and Mrs.
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