The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. “You’ve no right to badger me like this, Veronica,” he said. ’ ‘Even that he is, one must be practical. " "And you whipped the beast? I passed him. E. . ” Ann Veronica agreed, and tried to make the manner of her assent cover a possible knowledge of a probable poem.
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