She would come and sit cross-legged just beyond the bamboo curtain and silently watch him at work. This incredible scene robbed him of the sense of locomotion. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. ’ ‘Yes, that rather leapt to the eye,’ Gerald said, and the faint smile sent a lick of warmth down inside her. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. She told us that it was a disguise. He tugged at the overly large hooded sweatshirt, which she unzipped and let fall to the ground. Ramage’s bitterness passed as abruptly as his aggression.
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