She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. In a second the glass lay shattered upon the carpet. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. Someone was coming out of the house. Jackson, to the swig. ’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above.
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