. What a girl of sixteen cares for is hair and a high color and moonlight and a tenor voice. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight. The comtesse always felt Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. She was, she guessed, close to the library. But if you do not leave this room I must.
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