“It can’t make any difference to you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. “Yes. ” “I can’t be portentous, dear, when you’re about. ” “You asked your father for a reason!” Miss Miniver repeated. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. There is a place—This isn’t the place. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. You wish another name? Eh bien. ” When the next holidays came Ann Veronica’s mother was ill, and Gwen was in the sick-room when Ann Veronica returned home. Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape. On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. You’re a lady. " "What did I say?" "Only one word," she said, offering her first white lie.
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