His was the Latin turn of thinking; he had fallen in love at thirteen, and he was still capable—he prided himself—of falling in love. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. And as for not knowing me, you abominable little liar, you’re perfectly aware that we met at Remenham House. Huge trees obscured the view of it.
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