I shall be very sorry if I cannot have you for a friend. Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. Ruth could not be told now. I should think, Anna, that your own sense—er—of propriety would enable you to see this. Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. Cars rushed by on the street, swerving into the middle of the two lane road to avoid the knee-deep puddles forming around sewer grates.
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