She felt she must get him talking upon some impersonal theme at any cost. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face. Mr. ” Ann Veronica listened with her eyes on the fire. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. It’s so different from what one has been led to expect. “I will not intrude upon you further.
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