‘I’ll handle her better alone. I begin to understand Jane Austen and chintz covers and decency and refinement and all the rest of it. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square, Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s lodging. She suspected that he would take a mistress just as soon as they returned to Florence. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night. She could not stir hand or foot. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. Mr.
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