Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. Winter came: rainy, damp, and savage. ‘That is why I have come to England, you understand. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air.
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