‘In love? I? Don’t be ridiculous. Sebastian grabbed the infant once again by the chest and it wailed into the air, exposing its rows of shark like teeth. But this is not sufficient. I thought my sister and her murdered husband dragged me hither, to this very room, and commanded you to slay me. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly limited. “Damn!” said Ann Veronica to herself, rousing herself for a conflict. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods.
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