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’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. The quiet encounter and home-coming Ann Veronica and she had contemplated was entirely disorganized by this misadventure; there were no adequate explanations, and after they had settled things at Ann Veronica’s lodgings, they reached home in the early afternoon estranged and depressed, with headaches and the trumpet voice of the indomitable Kitty Brett still ringing in their ears. She got up, put the neat cuffs she had made into her work-basket, and went to the bureau for the little cards in the morocco case. Once she stopped in front of a mirror and looked at herself thoughtfully. But oh, how weary I am! I know.
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