“The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. Anything that had love in it! The doctor comprehended that he also had his work cut out. “No lecturing, Anna!” she exclaimed. He pulled her from him to kiss her on the mouth and paused, looking into her face. Well, I told aunt. Something insisted that those two were mysteriously linked—that the woman knew the man was there. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower.
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