“But, my dear!” said Ann Veronica’s aunt. She had not anticipated such a response from her classmates, but knew to be drawing them with her self-consciousness as if they were bees to pollen. Feels as if I’ve been dashing back and forth about the whole country, if you want to know. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine.
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