Ann Veronica found herself in a little stirring crowd of excited women, whispering and tittering and speaking in undertones. “I say!” he cried. As silent as she had remained about who had brought her home last night. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. ’ ‘I think he only wants to help you, miss,’ offered Jack. ‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. I wanted you to know. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. ’ ‘But what age are you? Do you not require an heir?’ Melusine asked, her tone shocked. She had to have him, her body was going crazy for the want of sex. And then—this sudden thrust.
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