” That night was the most intolerable one that Ann Veronica had ever spent. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. And, when I have seen him pining away before my eyes, getting thinner and thinner every day, I have sometimes thought my prayers were heard. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him.
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