The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. “One runs about,” said Ann Veronica. ” “Cabmen are so trying,” Mrs. Or I should say—’ ‘Eugenia,’ cut in Gerald grimly. He brightened as she took off her hood. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. She also knew that he was the type who would not make a single physical overture until she pushed the correct buttons.
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