You belong to me, and I have waited long enough. ” “I’ll try not to see him again,” said Ann Veronica. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. ’ The reference to Major Alderley’s wounds reminded Melusine all at once of the fight they’d had, and its consequence. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired. For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds.
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