Across the blackboard the colored chalks flew like flights of variously tinted rockets as diagram after diagram flickered into being. “I’ve got nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. Mr. ” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. They are long gone.
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