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Upon leaning back, he commented, “You look so sad. Have you anything to ask me?” Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. Stanley, and was so evidently pleased that Ann Veronica’s heart smote her. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. " "For every hurt she has, I shall have two. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. The odds were astounding and yet he had it bad. E. ’ You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley.
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