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Part 6
Capes lit things wonderfully for Ann Veronica all that afternoon, he was so
friendly, so palpably interested in her, and glad to have her back with him. Ann Veronica sat
back with a sigh of relief. Some of the delicate colour which the
afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. The only thing that was louder to her was the beating
of his heart. And we won’t make it so. As a dog eats grass. ‘What a fate he finds for me. He was accompanied by a young man of about
seven-and-twenty, who carried his easel, set it in its place, laid the canvass upon
it, opened the paint box, took out the brushes and palette, and, in short, paid him
the most assiduous attention. "Is it wrong, then, to surrender to good
impulses?"
"In the present instance, yes. “I wonder if it is.
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