Ann Veronica looked down at her fingers on the claret-colored table-cloth. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me.
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