"I'm not upset," Anastasia said crossly. "Maurice is only teasing."
"She's his first Tutee," Stoker said.
"She will be," I declared, and touched the back of my fingers to her neck. She stiffened, but did not withdraw. "But she doesn't believe me yet."
Dr. Sear looked interestedly into my face for a moment and then exclaimed to Stoker: "Splendid fellow! Can't get over it!"
"Enos Enoch with balls," Stoker agreed. "Did you notice his amulet, Hedwig?"
Mrs. Sear did now, caught it up in her hands, and squealed with delight.
"Aren't they a handsome pair," her husband murmured.
"Theyare, Kennard!"
"No, my dear, I mean Stacey and George. They're nymph and faun." He joined my hand to hers, declaring that all things beautiful ravished his spirit; that Beauty in fact was as close to being the Answer as anything he knew. "I've been exposed to every idea in the
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