She would write to Gerald. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. Wood, who looks after her comforts, and visits her constantly. ” He replied. She could not bear the shame of it. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?” Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause him pain.
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