“You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?” “I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I understand. “You have not feeling enough. He could lose himself for hours at a time. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. He encouraged her to join him in his debauchery. "You have said," pursued the widow, "that she, who has once erred, is irreclaimable. “What do you mean, Annabel? You only knew Mr. ‘Let us go elsewhere and discuss the matter. ” Ann Veronica could have wept with vexation.
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