” “I do it—of my own free will,” said Ann Veronica, kissing his hand again. Toys! Delicate trifles! A sex of invalids. “Oh, there’s no doubt of it! Since the girls of the eighties broke bounds and sailed away on bicycles—my young days go back to the very beginnings of that —it’s been one triumphant relaxation. ’ ‘She?’ scoffed Martha. “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. “A claim,” he continued, “which I am quite prepared to recognize. With this air in our blood, this sunlight soaking us. But I've an idea as well as you, grounded in some measure upon Sheppard's story.
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