I was the black sheep, I was hurried out of the way. ” She smiled faintly. Her cheeks flushed a dull red. “So you’d best open your coffers. I want to be a human being; I want to learn about things and know about things, and not to be protected as something too precious for life, cooped up in one narrow little corner. ” “I do it—of my own free will,” said Ann Veronica, kissing his hand again. Lord, I am sixty.
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