255 “You have a very talented son,” was her opening line. “I can’t. ” Ann Veronica sat with her chin on her hand, red-lit and saying little, and Miss Miniver discoursed. This did not tickle his vanity; on the contrary, it enlivened his terror, which is a phase of fascination. I don’t care if you’re not a virgin, that’s not how I really am. ‘But I don’t trust you an inch. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I hated the man.
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