Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play the game fair. Just a formal marriage. My eyes are open to you. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. In nearly every speech she heard was the same implication of great and necessary changes in the world—changes to be won by effort and sacrifice indeed, but surely to be won. She also knew that he was the type who would not make a single physical overture until she pushed the correct buttons. Can it ever be so good again?” Ann Veronica put out a firm hand and squeezed his arm.
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