She vanished from the laboratory for a week, a week of oddly interesting days. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. Ann Veronica snatched at the opportunity, and spent most of the intervening time in the Assyrian Court of the British Museum, reading and thinking over a little book upon the feminist movement the tired woman had made her buy. " "Jack's mother?" exclaimed the young man. And as she was yet waiting for her tea to come she saw this man again.
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