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Ennison stood still for a moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. If only this man had been her father! The world would have meant nothing; the island would have been wide enough. ‘Idiot. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance. She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. "What has happened?" asked Sister Prudence. Ann Veronica said she didn’t care.
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