\" The thick girl with the blue- black hair spat. “Ann Veronica,” he said, “I tell you this is love. “Anna!” she repeated. Between Canton and Hartford two giants had risen, invisible but menacing— Fear and Doubt. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. She took a few of his things before she scanned the area. “I am much obliged to you,” he said.
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