The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. But there was no feeling of remorse; there was only the sensation of exaltation. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Ann Veronica pushed aside a tea-cup and the vestiges of her strawberries and cream, and put her elbows before her on the table. . To be ill and helpless.
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