CHAPTER XII. What was the matter with the dress? She could not see. I wanted John to be proud to be seen with me. ” Ann Veronica responded with conviction: “I wish so, too. I guess we could go for a ride. For a space he rode the whirligig. ” “He was probably right,” she declared. She kissed him on the bridge of his nose. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple.
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