The very old lady in the antimacassar touched Ann Veronica’s arm suddenly, and said, in a deep, arch voice: “Talking of love again; spring again, love again. ” The lady in black satin appeared undecided. I waited for her at the back. It came to her like a dear thing rediscovered, that she loved Capes. ‘Obstinate fool!’ She saw Gosse raise a hand, and dug into her nun’s habit for the knife she had not thought to need. I did not know what I was saying. If I’d known, there would have been a different story. But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to give up the point. She cried out in pain, then in pleasure as he thrust himself into her.
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