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The end of the world seemed at hand. ” Ann Veronica gave him a pallid profile. Here he halted; and, looking upwards, read, at the foot of an immense sign-board, displaying a gaudily-painted angel with expanded pinions and an olive-branch, not the name he expected to find, but that of WILLIAM KNEEBONE, WOOLLENDRAPER. I wonder what he’ll say?” CHAPTER THE SIXTH EXPOSTULATIONS Part 1 The next morning opened calmly, and Ann Veronica sat in her own room, her very own room, and consumed an egg and marmalade, and read the advertisements in the Daily Telegraph. In the pause a door could be heard opening and closing on the landing up-stairs. The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. “Thank you,” she said coolly. It was after all a momentary affair. I fought.
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