” “Tut!” he said, fuming, and put out his hand to the papers in the pink tape. ” He was dressed in his uniform of a Polo shirt and twill pants. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm.
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