They made a stratum into which Ann Veronica was now plunged up to her neck; it had become her stratum. That’s the wonder of it. We wore invisible chains and invisible blinkers. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. “I am too much in earnest,” he answered, “to be able to take this matter lightly.
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