If only we are not divided. “One doesn’t wait,” said Ann Veronica. By that time it seemed to them they had lived together twenty years. I know that you are all my friends, and I know that you all have very good advice to give me. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters.
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