Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. The key is in my trousers. ” The cabman, knocking with the butt end of his whip upon the window, reminded her that he was in a similar predicament. Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. He did not notice that Ann Veronica was preoccupied and heavy-eyed. She was surprised to find how stored her mind was with impressions and memories of him, how vividly she remembered his gestures and little things that he had said.
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