Even the abstract paintings on the wall were gray. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. “Go to London,” said Ann Veronica. So Ruth took another step toward her destination, which we in our vanity call destiny. That’s all. “Yes.
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