Anna sprang to her feet and made for the dressing-room door. She smiled. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table. “What makes you ask such a question, Vee?” she said. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the morning was risen. It jars with all my ideas. But she did not listen long; she wanted to talk. ‘But it is entirely natural that I choose my own country.
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