You’ll end up dead, that’s what. Then to the Golden Ball, in the same street. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. I'll eat them when we start. “Just like old times,” she thought sardonically. We shall take an eternal farewell of each other. Then she would be dead, and that was no use. “Not much. Even Shari’s graduation party was put off until later in the summer when they could afford it.
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