“My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. Part 3 Later they loitered along a winding path above the inn, and made love to one another. " So saying, he threw himself into a chair. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared.
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