She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. Stanley. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring.
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