It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. “It’s no sort of good, Ann Veronica, pretending one does believe when one doesn’t. He was almost paralyzed with nervousness and desire. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted.
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