Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. “Don’t!” cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her. ‘Of course it is,’ corroborated Hilary. You mustn’t go clawing after a man that doesn’t belong to you—that isn’t even interested in you.
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