Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. It reached her only slowly that Ann Veronica was standing to her resolution.
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