“What did it matter?” she cried. Two or three podgy-looking old men with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been tramping half over London since breakfast time. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found you!’ He would listen to nothing. This helped to restore Ann Veronica’s self-command. "An American. "Take my life, if you're so disposed. It is the only way. I didn’t know.
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