“We are not the sort that goes under,” said Ann Veronica, holding her hands so that the red reflections vanished from her eyes. “I always shall. London Bridge had suffered a degree less than most places. Ann Veronica was excited and puzzled, with a sense of a strange and disconcerting new light breaking over her relations with Ramage.
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