“I’m ready,” said Ann Veronica, closing her microscope-box with a click, and looking for one brief instant up the laboratory. So many distresses— so many joys coming at the same time are too much for me. No girl with a face like that…. The word of a Chinaman; he had given it, so he must abide. She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. His tone was rough, almost threatening.
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