His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin. It is your own choice, isn’t it?” She nodded. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. Ann Veronica stared for a moment in amazement at this dark-green object that clashed as it was put down.
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