It was her past now, not Annabel’s. Part 4 But presently, as she sat on the one antimacassared red silk chair and surveyed her hold-all and bag in that tidy, rather vacant, and dehumanized apartment, with its empty wardrobe and desert toilet-table and pictureless walls and stereotyped furnishings, a sudden blankness came upon her as though she didn’t matter, and had been thrust away into this impersonal corner, she and her gear. And as he walked by her side they began a wrangle that was none the less pleasant to Ann Veronica because it served to banish a disagreeable preoccupation. "What do you want with me?" "A word in private," replied the other. If you had not brought your companion here, it would not have happened. ’ ‘Oh, she is English?’ repeated Alderley, interest perking up.
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