” “We might even have—given it up for them!” “I wonder if we could. Ann Veronica, who knew her dress became her, dropped a curtsy to her father’s regard. The low ceiling made him seem abnormally tall. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. In the bad light he looked at once military and sentimental and studious, like one of Ouida’s guardsmen revised by Mr. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. He sent me flowers.
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