” “I’ll try not to see him again,” said Ann Veronica. ” “You are marvellously like your brother,” Anna said, beaming upon him. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. Altogether, it was a hideous and revolting sight. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street.
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