She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. The tired woman looked up in inquiring silence at Ann Veronica’s diffident entry. B. ‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. She pointed across the road. \"No, not really.
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