By this time, several of the terrified domestics appeared with lights. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. He had saluted her with elaborate civility, his eyes distended with indecipherable meanings.
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