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1. Ann Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. Ennison, or any other young man. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. ” “Very well,” the man answered. “I think we’ve exhausted this discussion,” she said. ” He put his hands on her shoulders and lowered her onto the flat surface of the picnic bench.
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