” She whispered. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square, Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s lodging. “Ann Veronica,” he said. "I've lost my wager. Sir John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself, a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a waiter. But here she met with a check. One comes at last to the step from dreams to reality. “I believe,” he said slowly, “that I shall do best to throw myself upon your consideration and tell you the truth.
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