You foolish girl!” Ann Veronica took that in silence. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ‘You wouldn’t know one end of a pistol from the other.
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