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On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. Miss Stanley, it was manifest, had given him Ann Veronica’s address. “My dear sweet Lucia. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. “What a little brick!” he murmured. He drew a little sigh of relief. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine.
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