I know now that I was mistaken. Are you going to write a novel?” “Not I,” she answered gaily. Slowly and reluctantly she came to realize that Vivie Warren was what is called an “ideal. 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. She was like an angel with one wing. Gerald glanced at Hilary and saw the stunned look on his face.
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