“Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a typewriter. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. “There are policemen—and buses. One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. I am used, you understand, to guard my secret. They sat face to face beneath an experienced-looking rucksack and a brand new portmanteau and a leather handbag, in the afternoon-boat train that goes from Charing Cross to Folkestone for Boulogne.
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