” Diane’s voice resonated up the stairs. Having made a tolerably good meal upon the loaf, overcome by fatigue, Jack turned into a barn in Stoke Newington, and slept till late in the day, when he awakened much refreshed. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. And the infernal thought of that kiss returned—the softness of her lips and the cool smoothness of her cheeks. "Why do you laugh?" he asked. Despite her busy work schedule, Sheila had always been a social person, a talker, a joiner of neighborhood groups, a town council member, a PTA worker, and a thrower of neighborhood coffee klatches. Life seemed a very brave and glorious enterprise to Ann Veronica that day. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you.
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