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“It can’t make any difference to
you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. Neither
father, aunt, nor brothers made a sign, and then one afternoon in early February
her aunt came up in a state between expostulation and dignified resentment, but
obviously very anxious for Ann Veronica’s welfare. \" Mark was tall and
skinny, a mop of brown hair over a pillar of freckles. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it
was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up
the Avenue. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a
lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!”
This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. She learned quickly, absorbing all
she could as quickly as possible as her adoration grew for
him.
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