Clotilde flew into a rage, crying, “How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. Ramage talked always about women or some woman’s concern, and very much about Ann Veronica’s own outlook upon life. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut.
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