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Manning’s handwriting had an air of being clear without being easily legible; it was large and rather roundish, with a lack of definition about the letters and a disposition to treat the large ones as liberal-minded people nowadays treat opinions, as all amounting to the same thing really—a yearssmoothed boyish rather than an adult hand. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. Carefully abstaining from thrusting against each other, Ann Veronica and her father began an absurdly desperate struggle, the one to open the door, the other to keep it fastened. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. Water soaked her through in five minutes. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe.
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