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Don't you remember? There were four of us, and we went touring in the city. But Ann Veronica had still to get to her chief topic. I wonder what men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE thought of them, really showed them what WE were. Her name, he said, was as pretty as its wearer. But her temper almost flared again when the sergeant spoke. I do not think that he has quite got over his surprise at finding you established here. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. Queer world. His brain reeled. The tired woman looked up in inquiring silence at Ann Veronica’s diffident entry. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. Ann Veronica snatched at the opportunity, and spent most of the intervening time in the Assyrian Court of the British Museum, reading and thinking over a little book upon the feminist movement the tired woman had made her buy. A farthing candle, stuck in a bottle neck, shed its feeble light upon the table, which, owing to the provident kindness of Mr.
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