The sky was dripping a wet, slow rain that had forced the city’s inhabitants into taxicabs and dingy cafeterias, the day wholly ruined for all except the insane schizophrenics and her. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. Anna picked up an ancient magazine, and began to turn over the pages in a leisurely way.
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