But we're neglecting the punch all this time. He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating the singular role he had elected to play. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. It reached her only slowly that Ann Veronica was standing to her resolution. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold.
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