\"God, it's too curly for a brush. She looked down tassels of his shiny shoes with a scowl. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. That night in his den he smoked many pipes. Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. "What a wonderful colour!" she exclaimed. She took a deep breath. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. The little old lady struck like a projectile upon the resounding chest of the foremost of these, and then Ann Veronica had got past and was ascending the steps. Impressed with this idea, he paused for a moment to listen.
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