The owner of this dress had a broad weather-beaten face, small twinkling eyes, and a bushy, grizzled beard. Except for one memorable school excursion to Paris, Ann Veronica had never yet been outside England. . ’ ‘He did, you know,’ grinned Gerald. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden at the back of the house. She had never dreamed of such decadence, never imagined that young people could be so happy and healthy. In addition to the various business men, solicitors, civil servants, and widow ladies who lived in the Morningside Park Avenue, there was a certain family of alien sympathies and artistic quality, the Widgetts, with which Ann Veronica had become very friendly. She exhaled, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders and arms. Here a little delay occurred. And look, again, at the women one finds letting lodgings.
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