” “I want a vote,” said Ann Veronica. “Further than that, I am amazed that you should dare to allude to those few moments, to that single moment of folly. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. He brought home a few waverers to talk to them where they had no chance of getting away.
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