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“Yes, but men;” said Ann Veronica, plunging; “don’t you want the love of
men?”
For some seconds they remained silent, both shocked by this question. So far, however, was this submission from producing the desired effect, that it
seemed only to lend additional fuel to her displeasure. It was noon when the caravan reached the tower of the water-clock. “Why on earth,” he asked, “did you hurt me like that?”
Ann Veronica did her best to think she had not deliberately attempted to cause
him pain. Annabel
Pellissier was not like the others, he said. He did not speak for a moment. ” It was her last
evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. Attempt to
molest me, and I split. They were only passers-by. Then I
cross-checked it with the name Alberti.
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