By this time, she had so far succeeded in calming herself, that she answered the greetings of the neighbours whom she encountered on her way to the sacred edifice—if sorrowfully, still composedly. F. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. And I’m afraid. ” Ann Veronica meditated over that phrase. He was caressing an idea. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night. And, whatever you may think, I assure you, Jack's a downright goodnatured fellow. The door closed softly upon her.
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