She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. ‘You’re speaking the truth.
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