She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. She gently placed the car back upon the ground. “I suppose,” said her father, “I have read at least half the novels that have been at all successful during the last twenty years. The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being.
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