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She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. I may add that the family is well known to me. Until at last I persuaded him to go to bed. “Well, you have thought it over?” he said, sitting down beside her. Through all he said ran one quality that pleased her—the quality of a man who feels that things can be done, that one need not wait for the world to push one before one moved. I admit it. “Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. They drove rapidly through the emptying streets. I go back about once a year. The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight.
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