He was unusually absurd and ready, and all the time it seemed to Ann Veronica as a delightful possibility, as a thing not indeed to be entertained seriously, but to be half furtively felt, that he was being so agreeable because she had come back again. . Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me from Bedlam, then. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. So I ran away, blindly, knowing nothing of the world outside.
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