“Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. “Pray accept my apologies. "Yes?" "And that when they give their word, they never break it. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?” “I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I understand. And look, again, at the women one finds letting lodgings. They seemed the most wrapped things in all Ann Veronica’s wrappered world. She mentally resolved to do her best to avoid personal encounters with him in that instant. Mama will be expecting me.
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