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She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. Lucy didn’t seem like a teenage girl at all to Sheila and she knew it. Nor is Theresa, or even Thérèse. The very old lady in the antimacassar touched Ann Veronica’s arm suddenly, and said, in a deep, arch voice: “Talking of love again; spring again, love again. While there's life there's hope. Mike and Shari sat at the kitchen table eating potato chips. He would read the jokes and illustrate them; and after a time I could see the point of a joke without having it explained to me. You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of her misdeeds.
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