They seemed the most wrapped things in all Ann Veronica’s wrappered world. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. The mere fact that he was there in the train alongside her, helping her, sitting opposite to her in the dining-car, presently sleeping on a seat within a yard of her, made her heart sing until she was afraid their fellow passengers would hear it. Perhaps he had had money in the coat, back in Hong-Kong, and had been robbed without knowing it. Friday was not a big dinner night at the Beck house.
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