behind the Laundromat. “Sure, but it’s not like you’re married, you know. I can pull the strings of this stiff-necked puppet as I please. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. “The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. ‘It is Yol—’ She broke off abruptly, her face collapsing into an expression of acute consternation. ” He unfolded his serviette with fingers which shook all the time. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk.
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