The room was dark and dusty. 4. “Some day,” she answered. Not much. Anna sighed as she reflected that her sister had simply revelled in her indiscretions. “Mr. “Ann Veronica,” he said. She twanged the catgut under her fingers. He was an outside broker and the proprietor of a financial newspaper; he had come up very rapidly in the last few years, and Mr. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle.
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