. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. And pouring the contents of a small powderflask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. " "We'll see that, young hempseed," replied Sharples, shutting the hatch furiously in his face, and locking it. Shocked, Melusine shot out of that blanketing warmth of sensation. Without realizing what she has done, she's made a dreadful mess of it. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. " So saying, he closed the door.
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