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“I love your sister. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. It came to Ann Veronica that life was wonderful beyond measure. She ought to have written at once and told him exactly what had happened. What hotel should she go to? If she told a cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she required. Over here a man quickly loses faith, and I find myself back on solid ground once more. She had come to despise those who were fertile out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. “The wrappered life-discipline! One comes to that at last.
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