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The black clad students streamed slowly to their positions carrying their instruments like offerings to the pilgrimage. “You see,” said Ann Veronica, with the air of one who shares a difficulty, “I’ve promised to go. He was only a younger son, and you know what trouble we had. “Come, daddy,” said Ann Veronica, following her husband and Miss Stanley; and in the fulness of her heart she gave a friendly squeeze to the parental arm. " "Fine! I'll be wanting a guide. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone.
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