And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. The rejection caught him like a slap in the face. Fetter Lane, on the left, Gray's Inn, on the right, added their supplies. They seemed the most wrapped things in all Ann Veronica’s wrappered world. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. “After all, it’s our honeymoon.
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