Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. A deadly sickness came over her, the room seemed spinning round. Everything in the world had changed for her. “I have not left this apartment myself. ’ The lady hesitated a moment, her eyes seeming to measure the distance between where he stood and the door. He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him.
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