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Ann Veronica was not aware of this literary side of her teacher; she had a little tinge of annoyance at Miss Garvice’s advantage. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. Vorsack echoed him. She dressed quickly, pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. But, in spite of his outcries and resistance, he was dragged along by Jonathan and his janizaries. She understood. The latter formed by far the most knavish-looking and unprepossessing portion of the assemblage.
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