As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath. “I have stood it for a month, Anna,” he exclaimed. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess.
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