"Yes, Auntie! And to date you have cost me precisely sixteen thousand dollars— hard earned, every one of them. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. He has no imagination, no real generosity. Only now it does not matter at all because Joan has come and has seen me. ’ So that was it. The sidewalk resonated with the pounding of cold rain by the time she left the building. ” “I ought to have—all the same. Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months ago than I am myself.
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