For a time Ann Veronica’s attention was diverted by her aunt’s interest in the salted almonds. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. . She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play the game fair.
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