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“I love you, Ann Veronica. “Some afternoon. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. ‘And I am thinking now that you may be very suitable. I wonder if I should have locked you up if I’d been your father. I had not the time to formulate the decoctions that would have saved him— they take weeks to create and must come from your own blood! You were perilously close to death, and had I not watched you constantly for the week you were unconscious they would have buried you alive! Gianfrancesco was ready to give up after two days, 172 ready to throw you in the plague cart! Of course he had no use for you after bearing witness to the loss of your womanly organs. You are a sisterless man; you have never heard the ordinary talk that goes on at a girls’ boarding-school. Even the chattering monkeys, parrots, and parrakeets departed the fruit groves for the smelly dark of the jungle. ‘Yes, very rude,’ agreed the major. And afterward she saw a very much larger and more enthusiastic gathering, a meeting of the advanced section of the woman movement in Caxton Hall, where the same note of vast changes in progress sounded; and she went to a soiree of the Dress Reform Association and visited a Food Reform Exhibition, where imminent change was made even alarmingly visible. But she was not to be tempted. Mr. The proa bore away to the northwest out of which it had come.
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