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She turned to face him and he kissed her. And if he won’t—” But she did not give even unspoken words to the alternative at that time. Whatever he did, she was bound to scream. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a familiar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a constantly deepening interest in Ann Veronica. And then they disgorged.
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