’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. ” Ann Veronica agreed, and tried to make the manner of her assent cover a possible knowledge of a probable poem. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. She gloried in it: he needed her. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow.
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