EARLES, Strictly Private Every one stared at Anna. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. There came a wild rush of anthropological lore into her brain, a flare of indecorous humor. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. Wood; "I'll not bear it. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend.
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