Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. Who but you would have dreamed of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. But at this, he halted, turning his frowning gaze back on her. It was something you were supposed to return, so she raced through all the television shows that she had watched over the years. He was a Canton guide, highly educated, having been graduated from Yale University. You might trust me with the Chevalier himself,—I'd never betray him. I guess she used to pick on her for being big and fat.
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