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She loved him. Ann Veronica wondered what her father would do if she were to tell him the full story of her relations with Ramage. I don’t love you. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone? Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young, and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. I forget the particulars, but I know it was something very disagreeable. You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. Men ought not to idealize any woman. " "Who cares if we do?" retorted Sheppard, with a look of defiance. He seemed to her indistinguishably about her father’s age. . “This is not every day. Unobserved, she knelt and kissed the threshold: for she knew what kisses were now.
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