\" The thick girl with the blue- black hair spat. These petals! I’ve been wanting to cry all the evening, cry here on your shoulder for my petals. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue. ‘You seem to understand the gentry very well. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. “I think,” he said, “that you have found the real home of the lotus-eaters. “Yes, aren’t they?” said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again.
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