Her depression since the “accident” had possessed her, she no longer cared how she looked as her beauty helped her not. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation.
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