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The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. Through an open door was a glimpse of the bathroom—a vision of luxury, out of which Annabel herself, in a wonderful dressing-gown and followed by a maid presently appeared. I was—I was a corespondent. Yet, stay! There is one thing I wish you to do. '—'They can't,' says I. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. Playing with one hand he turned on his stool to glance at her. “Dear John,” she whispered. But he is kind of cute. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. Her desires were not for riches. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago.
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