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He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. “I don’t care,” said Ann Veronica. “Dear friend,” she said, “this is a matter which you must leave to me to do as I think best. Got detained in the City, and——” Then he met the fixed, breathless gaze of those wonderful eyes from the other side of the table, and he, too, broke off in the middle of his sentence. Fruit trees had been brought all the way from India so their product could be laden on the wedding table, fruits with exotic shapes and haunting flavors ended the meal, cleansing the palate.
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