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‘You can tell ht now, toat! And what the hellmy sister’s money from her?’

With total, absolute control, Theo froze

CHAPTER ELEVEN

VICKY ashing out a ju, but she didn’t care She couldn’t sleep Not these days If she went to bed she si sound of traffic outside in the street

Thinking

In the dark it was impossible not to think

Not to feel

She would lie there, hour after hour, staring upwards, her emotions stripped naked

As naked as her body had once been

Thinking about that Re

So that hy she was standing here at the kitchen sink, in her thin cotton bathrobe, her hands in suds, rhythh the woollen juy pile of washed clothes was accu to be rinsed On the other side of the sink was a heap of more clothes to wash She’d set the radio to a classicalsoftly froood choice of s

The terrible, ravishing, dying elegies wound in and out of her, the voice of the soprano tearing at her with emotion

But she must not feel emotion It was forbidden to her Forbidden absolutely

So she went on rhyth

The sound of the key in the lock made her freeze