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It was Ennison who for the rest of his visit was quiet and subdued. It hit her just above the knee. There happened that year to be an unusual proportion of girls and women in the advanced laboratory, perhaps because the class as a whole was an exceptionally small one. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive.
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