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Part 7 Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. She found a clean sweatshirt and soft pajama pants, glad to trade the wet for the dry. It was a “territory” back then, and many a Frenchman and a Redskin both had been devoured in those caves. They would suffer amazing hardships to hunt the snow-leopard; but in the Temple of Five Hundred Gods they would not take the trouble to ask the name of one! But this girl, she was alone. Thames Street was wholly impassable. The supreme effect for Ann Veronica was its surpassing relevance; it made every other atmosphere she knew seem discursive and confused.
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