It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. Ann Veronica had come down thinking of nothing in the world but her inflexible resolution to go to the dance in the teeth of all opposition. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Rummage, my boy, do. .
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