Can it ever be so good again?” Ann Veronica put out a firm hand and squeezed his arm. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. The world isn't real yet; she hasn't comparisons by which to govern her acts. “David,” she said, “you are not a coward, are you?” “I do not know,” he muttered. For all the enervating heat, he applied himself vigorously to his tasks. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss. She would ignore him. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. Of you—an angel with one wing.
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