Habits and tastes are no longer the same. “I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. Nevertheless, she was no fool, and she knew that they could easily break loose and cause her to fall. ’ ‘That is what you think? Let us try!’ ‘Don’t be idiotic!’ She was backing from him, reaching through one of the slits she had carefully manufactured in her petticoat. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. He had no use for Ann Veronica; he had never had a use for her since she had been too old to sit upon his knee. Almost instantly she had recognized the fallacy of such a statement. " "Loved me! You!" "I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen by a gipsy in Lancashire.
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