The flat was apparently empty. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. ‘Now let’s have it. ” Anna looked for a moment steadily at her sister, whose face was still averted. They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food.
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