I wonder, Ann Veronica, if, when our time comes, we shall be any wiser?” Ann Veronica watched a water-beetle fussing across the green depths. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. Anna raised her eyes. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared.
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