“Violence won’t do it,” said Ann Veronica. As they entered the room beyond, a fierce growl was heard. ” She said with love for them. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short
thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. She took the initiative and guided his fingers
inside her and bore down. His features
were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little
shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy
contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of
substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own
dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that
distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which
we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. "Or trying to be," answered the doctor.
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