Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. “I am going to ignore it. He walked unsteadily towards the door. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. It was in no sense confessional; it was a state of mind in the patient the doctor had already anticipated. And besides—We’re going to live, Ann Veronica! Oh, the things we’ll do, the life we’ll lead! There’ll be trouble in it at times—you and I aren’t going to run without friction.
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