. “See that man?” Sebastian would tap her on the shoulder on a crowded alleyway and say, “See how he lingers too long when he touches that little child? The glow in his eyes? That is lustful intent, my dear. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. But Gerald kept to a casual note. She stood among them, watching them and feeling curiously alien to them.
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