She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. She wanted to know. The white veil had fallen to the ground and Gerald retrieved it for her. Annabel was conscious then of the slow anger which had been burning within her since the night of her visit to the “Unusual. But I'm thinking of asking Josh Durkin. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger.
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