The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. He wasn't satisfied with an assured income from the paper-mills your grandfather left us. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. She was nearly dead. ” “I am highly flattered,” she remarked, with subtle irony.
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