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‘By the by, get Trodger to send up one of our best men, will you? Someone
discreet. Ann Veronica loved beautiful things, and the beauty of undraped loveliness
not least among them; but these were pictures that did but insist coarsely upon
the roundness of women’s bodies. I am really in earnest. That
wrappered life, as you call it—we’ve burned the confounded rags! Danced out of
it! We’re stark!”
“Stark!” echoed Ann Veronica. She was glad to join in
the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a
thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste. “Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply. The blue jowl,
the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head,
the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the
doctor's olden mental picture. Get pen and paper for the missie. "
"While I look as if I had stepped out of the family album?"
He frowned perplexedly. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement
and summoned a fiacre.
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