“That’s exhilarating,” said Ann Veronica. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. And yet—Wait a little, you’d better have every bit of it. But no more of that. He measured out the portion of another peg, the bottle wavering in his hand.
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