Ennison,” she said. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. She had found the mausoleum underneath a broken monument. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. Gifts came from Florence: rubies and emeralds, a beautiful statue of Santa Maria for their garden grotto, a gorgeous silk tapestry of a hunting scene that alone made the price of her dowry look paltry.
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