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She had never experienced anything so disagreeable in her life as the sense of being held helplessly off her feet. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. Ann Veronica brought her luggage in a cab from the hotel; she tipped the hotel porter sixpence and overpaid the cabman eighteenpence, unpacked some of her books and possessions, and so made the room a little homelike, and then sat down in a by no means uncomfortable arm-chair before the fire.
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