"Good night. It’s all very fine and all that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work. “You will not give Sir John any cause for jealousy? You will have no secrets from him except—concerning those things which are past?” “Anna, I swear it!” her sister sobbed. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. There was no way to warn her of his presence without startling her. It was a society column about the richest men in the world and their lavish parties. And he liked her. “Look here,” he said, “I brought you here to make love to you.
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