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Mr. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. Breakfast, too, was an impossible occasion. She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. "Why do you laugh?" he asked. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. John said nothing. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment.
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