This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. ” “A little pit!” said Ann Veronica; “a little prison!” “It’s just as often a little refuge. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. I should never have noticed the miniature at all, if it hadn't been for him. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against.
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