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At the opening of the van doors and the emergence into the fresh air Ann Veronica’s doubt and depression gave place to the wildest exhilaration. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had disturbed and distressed her. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. “Anna! What tragedy has happened, little sister? No lights, no supper, no coffee —and, above all, no Mr. Sheppard. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. How provoking!" she added, pretending to rummage her pockets; "one never can find a thing when one wants it. Part 2 She found the younger generation of the Widgetts engaged in languid reminiscences, and all, as they expressed it, a “bit decayed. For your information, it was paradise there. There was none. He felt that he was getting on with her very slowly indeed, but he did not see how he could get on faster.
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