Mirrors. “Why could you not confide in us?” “Do what?” said Ann Veronica. ” Nothing unusual was discovered in any other part of the flat. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. " "A capital caricature that," remarked Thornhill, laughing. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen.
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