There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. Chairs were overturned. ” Part 2 As Ann Veronica went back along the Avenue to her aunt she became aware of a light-footed pursuer running. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. Her father was right: Ruth must never know.
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