Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. Anything that drew attention to her must be avoided. There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked. “Marriage and mothering,” said Ann Veronica, with her mind crystallizing out again as the lark dropped to the nest in the turf. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman.
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