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“Shot through the lungs,” he remarked. I wonder ——” “London is a huge place,” Brendon said. He returned to the car, Cokes in hand. Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. The quiet encounter and home-coming Ann Veronica and she had contemplated was entirely disorganized by this misadventure; there were no adequate explanations, and after they had settled things at Ann Veronica’s lodgings, they reached home in the early afternoon estranged and depressed, with headaches and the trumpet voice of the indomitable Kitty Brett still ringing in their ears.
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