The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. The passion of pent-up speech compelled action of some sort. That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. She reloaded. “He couldn’t look me in the face and say it,” said Ann Veronica.
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