Ann Veronica readjusted her chin on her hand. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. “There is some one else whom I care for!” He laughed hardly. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall.
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