This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a familiar
affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a constantly
deepening interest in Ann Veronica. A tinge of admiration rose in his breast. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully,
with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to
discuss a point. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were
different. She took a deep breath. The very old lady in the antimacassar touched Ann Veronica’s arm suddenly,
and said, in a deep, arch voice:
“Talking of love again; spring again, love again. Wood, "it may be poisoned. Hugging him
in the beautiful dress in front of the teenagers was
strangely soothing to her. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only
admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on
him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. You are the woman I love, Anna.
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