” “I have heard of the Fabians,” said Ann Veronica. A deadly sickness came over her, the room seemed spinning round. Then suddenly the curtain would fall. Brown strode to center stage and Lucy quieted the instruments with a gesture. Not like my father. He had mentioned teaching her how to read Latin one day when she had wandered into the library. She had other boyfriends and hung out at Foster’s only bar most of the time. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. Her mind wandered back to that fateful day. “There ought to be a Censorship of Books.
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