“Do you like my dress?” “Yes, the dress is beautiful, but you are much more beautiful than any dress. But I don’t wish to hear that abomination on her lips again. He was mad. Women, she had been taught, who exposed the flesh of their bodies under the eyes of man were in a special catagory of the damned. Arrived in Paris she remembered that she had not the money for a fiacre. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. ” Ann Veronica closed the door quite softly and stood still. At this juncture, the door was opened by Rachel. She was delivered home by 11:30pm. The day is already half over. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring.
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