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” She propped herself up on the massive oaken post of the bed, feeling the paralysis tingle her legs as it left them ever so slowly. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step. .
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