“I’m not coarse—no! But I’ve got no purity of mind—no real purity of mind. Which is C?” Ann Veronica, with a curious sinking of the heart, regarded the black cavities of the vans. Neither the American Express nor Cook's had received mail for Howard Taber; he was not on either list. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere.
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