‘That piece of information seemed to interest him very much. “Don’t you get it, Lucy? I’ve always thought he was an idiot. She had come to the end of her resources. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. Of course I know nothing of what really did happen in Paris—if even you ever saw him there. The girl, with a little moan, crossed the room and threw open the window. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. She HAD cried, Ann Veronica knew.
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