I won't give him a chance. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. And now Ann Veronica’s evenings were also becoming very busy. She had trouble outwitting him as he seemed to predict her words before he said them. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. She did her best to do this. I tried.
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