Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. ‘Ah, bah, it is enough,’ she cried, and turning, ran out of the room. “Vee,” she said, “come home. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. Oh, you must believe me. You have only to look resolute and proceed upon your way.
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