She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. Miss Stanley threw aside a black cloak to reveal a discreet and dignified arrangement of brown silk, and then embraced Ann Veronica with warmth. “Everything very nice, I am sure,” Miss Stanley murmured to Capes as he steered her to a place upon the little sofa before the fire. White men never went abroad without helmets. No more did she offer her forehead for the good-night kiss.
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