“Why not? They tell me that London is impossible till after ten, and I want my first impressions to be favourable. ” Anna’s demeanour was still imperturbable, her marble pallor untinged by the slightest flush of colour. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black across the front of a high close-drawn collar. It was from Brendon. ’ He fitted the hat onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face. It begins with that queer piccolo solo.
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