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Then it was the woman herself who was changed. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. F. She obeyed, extending her arm. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica.
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