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. ’ Annoyance sent Melusine leaping to her feet. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. Steeples toppled, and towers reeled beneath its fury. I feel almost inclined to regret the fact. Afraid there'll be a love-affair.
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