” He said as Cathy took his coat and alternately handed him back his bouquet of red roses. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. ‘But you will not be in a convent. From the first, Ann Veronica found him an exceptionally interesting man. She brought her hands up to her head and ripped out two long chunks of her hair, pulling out shreds of scalp. The day comes when you shall regret how you have spoken to me.
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