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I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive. Then suddenly, in front of all those windows, he folded her in his arms and pressed her to him, and kissed her unresisting face. Sheppard's dress—extremely neat and clean, but simply fashioned, and of the plainest and most unpretending material,—offered nothing assailable; and her demeanour was so humble, and her looks so modest, that—if she had been ill-looking—she might, possibly, have escaped the shafts of malice preparing to be levelled against her. Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. "I suppose it didn't drop through the ceiling, did it? Are you quite sure it's flesh and blood?" asked he, playfully pinching its arm till it cried out with pain. Ann Veronica loved beautiful things, and the beauty of undraped loveliness not least among them; but these were pictures that did but insist coarsely upon the roundness of women’s bodies.
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