“Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. Sensing his discomfort, she stood up and brushed lint off of the hem of her gray miniskirt. The sergeant had not seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him. And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing slowly down her cheek. ” He paced the room for a minute or two restlessly. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel.
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