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Source ISBN: 9780008196332
Ebook Edition © February 2017 ISBN: 9780007422821
Version: 2017-04-13
Contents
Copyright
BOOK I: Rosemary
Chapter 1: Iris Marle
Chapter 2: Ruth Lessing
Chapter 3: Anthony Browne
Chapter 4: Stephen Farraday
Chapter 5: Alexandra Farraday
Chapter 6: George Barton
BOOK II: All Souls’ Day
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
BOOK III: Iris
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
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‘What can I do to drive away remembrance from mine eyes?’
Six people were thinking of Rosemary Barton who had died nearly a year ago …
Iris Marle was thinking about her sister, Rosemary.
For nearly a year she had deliberately tried to put the thought of Rosemary away from her. She hadn’t wanted to remember.
It was too painful—too horrible!
The blue cyanosed face, the convulsed clutching fingers …
The contrast between that and the gay lovely Rosemary of the day before … Well, perhaps not exactly gay. She had had ’flu—she had been depressed, run down … All that had been brought out at the inquest. Iris herself had laid stress on it. It accounted, didn’t it, for Rosemary’s suicide?
Once the inquest was over, Iris had deliberately tried to put the whole thing out of her mind. Of what good was remembrance? Forget it all! Forget the whole horrible business.
But now, she realized, she had got to remember. She had got to think back into the past … To remember carefully every slight unimportant seeming incident …
That extraordinary interview with George last night necessitated
