Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. When Gianfrancesco came to call this time, she was excited and ready. Anna came back into the sitting-room with a little sigh of relief. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been killed by a flash of hate. Before the Monroes I was placed with a single woman, Leslie Cavendish. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn.
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