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There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. I go back about once a year. They steal over to Copeley's at night and dispose of the pearl for cash. He would give The Tigress a triple coat of paint, and take these two on a long cruise, wherever they wanted to go—Roundhead and Seraph, the blunderbus and the flaming angel. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly— she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving beautifully was the beginning and end of her being.
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