Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. Is Jack what Mrs.
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