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At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. “You understand, then,” he was saying, “you understand?” “I understand,” said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed even herself, “I understand. .
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