A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. ” Ann Veronica hesitated, and then stood in the open doorway and regarded her father’s stern presence. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. The Palazzo was unlike anything she had ever known. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. Ann Veronica’s universe, which had never been altogether so respectful to her as she could have wished, gave a shout and whirled head over heels. She made herself a private declaration of liberty.
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