A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. “Very likely. It seems that he was a sort of family friend of the Pellissiers, and it was the artist sister whom he was with. But over against the world Miss Miniver assembled a small but energetic minority, the Children of Light—people she described as “being in the van,” or “altogether in the van,” about whom Ann Veronica’s mind was disposed to be more sceptical. The entire city seemed to exist for beauty and art alone. He was about to cut the sergeant short, when his eye fell on a gentleman walking along Piccadilly, his manner uncertain, his eyes shifting as if he sought something out. Very well. I was certain of it. Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision.
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