For goodness' sake, Anne, this is no place for you. Why not accept what I am? The pain, all the pain comes from denying it. They spoke of possession. Yes, it was unholy, dangerous, dark, yet she felt centred within it, poised on the mouth of something rich and incomprehensible.
Anne's bright candour always helped to cheer her up. From the corner of her eye Charlotte saw the owner pause in the act of laying a table, slightly startled at this public display, shaking his head indulgently. Then Madeleine said, Charli, can I ask you something? About… well, you know. That's vile.
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