Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle. “I won’t pretend,” he said, “that this is an accident. The wall of the sky, the wall of the horizon, the wall behind which each human being hid—the wall behind which she herself was hiding! If only her mother had lived, her darling mother! Presently the unhappy puzzlement left her face; and an inward glow began to lighten it. You’re like some splendid Princess in Exile in these Dreadful Dingy apartments!” “I’m afraid I’m anything but a Princess when it comes to earning a salary,” said Ann Veronica. '" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. It can wait a bit longer.
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