” Rhea whispered. Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. He yelled to her, asking her if she wished to have a drink with him, which she refused. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed.
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