” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. She is a year or so older than I am, and she is, well, of a very serene and proud and dignified temperament. “There’s no delusions, so far as I know,” said Ann Veronica. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again.
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