It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue. She sat, crouched together, by the corner of the hearthrug under the bookcase that supported the pig’s skull, and looked into the fire and up at Ann Veronica’s face, and let herself go. Egad! I shall make a good thing of it.
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