4. That old world that had shoved up that silly old hotel, and all the rest of it. When Ann Veronica came into the study she found every evidence of a carefully foreseen grouping about the gas fire. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. "Why do you laugh?" he asked. Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play the game fair. At last in a street near the Hampstead Road she hit upon a room that had an exceptional quality of space and order, and a tall woman with a kindly face to show it. When I told her that there were no available nurses this side of Hong-Kong, she offered her services at once, and broke her journey.
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