“My father’s sisters used once to live in the old manor house. The touch of her hands was pleasurable. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. Yet she could not bring herself to hate the girl, or even Gianfrancesco, the one who would have sent her to her death more than once. I don't believe his name is Taber.
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