\"Yep. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. She stood face to face with him, and his voice cut across her speech and made her stop abruptly. On the same peg and evidently belonging to it was a black velvet Zouave jacket. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. But all of that was forgotten. It was a cheerful, irresponsible, shamelessly hard-up family in the key of faded green and flattened purple, and the girls went on from the High School to the Fadden Art School and a bright, eventful life of art student dances, Socialist meetings, theatre galleries, talking about work, and even, at intervals, work; and ever and again they drew Ann Veronica from her sound persistent industry into the circle of these experiences. This is my first venture over here. “I can’t believe it. I do—with all my heart.
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