Soldiers were stationed at different points of the street to keep off the mob, and others were riding backwards and forwards to maintain an open space for the passage of the procession. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. One with the appearance of a bald little gnome yawned agonizingly. A bowl of roses, just brought by Ann Veronica, adorned the communal dressing-table, and Ann Veronica was particularly trim in preparation for a call she was to make with her aunt later in the afternoon. Taber is very ill.
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