“Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. 1. '" "What is that?" she asked. He looked across at Annabel, and he groaned. In the chapel she sang with an open-lunged gusto that silenced Ann Veronica altogether, and in the exercising-yard slouched round with carelessly dispersed feet. She doesn't love you; she hasn't the least idea what it means beyond what she has read in novels.
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