By the time John returned with popcorn and a large Coke, the theater had filled up with high-school kids. He had found her by the same agency her father had: native talk, which flew from isle to isle as fast as proas could carry it. “Annabel, I begin to see why you are here. ” She muttered some unlady-like comment upon herself under her breath and engaged in secret additions. ’ ‘Indeed?’ Gerald said politely. Teddy Widgett hovered on the fringe of all these gatherings, blinking at Ann Veronica and occasionally making a wildly friendly dash at her, and carrying her and Miss Miniver off to drink cocoa with a choice diversity of other youthful and congenial Fabians after the meetings. Ann Veronica’s tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes upon him, wondering what it might be that impended. The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes. She recognized him as the man who had blundered into the wrong room. Heliers. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. She felt smaller and more adventurous even than she had expected to feel. As pretty as its owner.
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