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“And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. He stood back and held her shoulders. The trip took a full day. He kept that, but the rest. "I've counted ten coffins so far. “I was never so clear in all my life as I have been in this business. Now I do. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat.
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