It happened that at the extremest point of Ann Veronica’s social circle from the Widgetts was the family of the Morningside Park horsedealer, a company of extremely dressy and hilarious young women, with one equestrian brother addicted to fancy waistcoats, cigars, and facial spots. Annabel ignored both the chair and the invitation. Then Gosse spoke again, answering the question in her mind. " On a shelf was placed a row of paint-jars; the contents of which had been daubed in rainbow streaks upon the adjacent closet and window sill. It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. ” “Perhaps you don’t. Not MY affair.
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