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Sebastian slowed the car after they had traveled seventy miles into the countryside. A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night. She felt the need to get dressed, sensing that his parents would be home soon. And experience was slow in coming. For all that she was of exceptional intellectual enterprise, she had never yet considered these things with unaverted eyes. Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. The ring's yours, and you're mine.
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