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‘—and I love your raven hair, and your bright blue eyes, and your very kissable lips—’ suiting the action to the words ‘—and I love the crazy way you speak English, and the way you curse at me. He was a fool. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. “It’s just that he doesn’t seem like your type. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. I would do anything—I would give anything to make you mine.
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