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Part 6 When Ann Veronica reached her little bed-sitting-room again, every nerve in her body was quivering with shame and self-disgust. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. “There is no time for that. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. On a sudden, a change came over her countenance, which, up to this moment, had worn a smiling and satisfied expression. For an instant, Gerald wished the rest of the world away that he might go to her and administer appropriate comfort. Yet either the rest or the wine seemed already to have done him good.
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