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“I had those beautiful roses from you on my first night, and a tiny little note but no address. He sucked at her neck, biting her hard, leaving red marks that disappeared as soon as he made them. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. “You’ve no right to badger me like this, Veronica,” he said. They drove around town that night in his Buick convertible. He would have risen again, but for the significance of the action. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. Herculis was a port city on the Tyrrhenian Sea not far from where the manor had been.
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