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Ann Veronica passed from her aunt to her father, and put her arms about him and kissed his cheek. She is no more English than that set of beggars over there. She always dawdled, so it was easy. The doctor nodded to him curtly. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. In after years you can return to your own country—to your friends.
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