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He groaned, much to Melusine’s relief. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause. She gazed steadily out of the window at that arc of glittering lights. “Why don’t they wait?” he added. Oh, they are married fast. If you choose, you can see him put on board the Zeeslang yourself, Sir Rowland. Leonardo was to me perhaps like a father, not a lover as you think. She would lure him, as he was an easily tempted child predator who could even more easily be turned into prey. I fought. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor, which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss Miniver’s growing influence. He kissed her neck, moving down to her breasts, trying to consume her with passion. She pulled away from him, placing her fingers on his lips for a moment.
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