Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. The very old lady in the antimacassar touched Ann Veronica’s arm suddenly, and said, in a deep, arch voice: “Talking of love again; spring again, love again. She had slept badly at first in a long chair next to the fire waiting for him to return, but caught on after that. My letters are returned unopened, her maid will not even allow me across the doorstep.
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