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Anna was afterwards astonished at her own selfpossession. Sebastian physically restrained her as she hit and scratched at him, trying to touch her mother who went swiftly into her death throes. One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. The Storm VII. Killed is too kind a word. Such an obvious ruse, but the boys and girls would defend their pride to the bitter end, the facade of study groups during rutting season. Time enough to do so when she has her affairs settled—if she can settle them.
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