” Ann Veronica started from her reverie, sat up in her chair, became attentive. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. When I promised to marry you I thought I could; I thought it was a possible arrangement. Much too formal for a cosy chat between old friends.
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