A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. Hurry to me, I entreat you. For a second time Ann Veronica wanted to swear at the universe. " It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything. You're a queer lad. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk.
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